Audio

Poetry being the oral form that it is, it’s always nice to hear a poem read aloud. Below are some links at which you can hear me – and others – performing my work, as well as links to podcast interviews I’ve done over the years.

Performances

Arrival

“It’s classic meet-cute. / He’s a seven-foot cyborg on / a quest to rid the galaxy of an ancient evil. / She’s a small-town girl on her way home from work.”

untitled (“You Said…”)

“You said / Don’t you go using this / in one of your poems…” (performed by Jack Feerick)

The Modified B Plan

“The bastards fly. People are dead. We’re on the modified B plan.” (read by Katy Henriksen via Linebreak)

The Battle of Clarendon Street

“It was Cazaly who united them, Cazaly with his coal-black hair and eyes of steel…” (read by Charles “Bud” Tingwell)

A house is not a home!

“You enter the house. / You are in a small room. / You hope you will / be safe in here / from the aliens / disguised as FBI agents.”

 

Podcast appearances

Poetry Says 92 – And Are You Proud of Me?

Poet Alice Allan and playwright Bridget Mackey track me down to talk about Bridget’s 2018 Melbourne Fringe Festival show, which reflected on the potentially bad influence I had had on her lifestyle choices by virtue of my lionising the bohemian lifestyle in my first collection of poetry.

Radioactive Lounge 46 – A Rom by Any Other Name

Lucas, Mitch and Ash invite me onto their long-running comics podcast to quiz me about my 79-poem suite about comic book cyborgs. Features the poems “Arrival” and “The Beginning of the End of the World”

Episodes of Death 4 – Silver Linings

On this podcast dedicated to arguing the case for the worst Doctor Who stories ever hosts Marian and Lucas and I discuss the hidden virtues of the show’s 25th-anniversary special. Featuring the poem “A Cyberman Encounters Jazz for the First Time”.

Splendid Chaps Twelve/Music

In September 2018 the chaps rematerialised to dicsuss Peter Capaldi’s time with Doctor Who, kindly inviting me to perform my poem about Cybermen and jazz in front of a real actual jazz pianist (no cybermen in sight sadly).

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