Share in the Square II – the solstice edition
Crediton Town Square
Sunday 20th June
11am to 1pm
Poetic Licence are back, in association with Crediton Arts Centre, with Share in the Square II and we’ve got another killer line-up. Featuring him off the radio, everyone’s favourite Wondermentalist, Mr Matt Harvey; the brilliantly surreal and silly Chris White; the always creative and comforting Harula Ladd and the auditorily amazing Rachael Greyhound. With music from post punk trio The Swamp Gods, it’s the sunshine for your solstice that you can rely on. It’s free, but bring your cash because Jane’s going to be in charge of the collecting hat…
Writer, poet, enemy of all that’s difficult and upsetting, Matt’s way with words has taken him from Totnes to the Wimbledon Tennis Championships via Saturday Live, the Edinburgh Festival and the Work section of the Guardian. He is host of Radio 4’s Wondermentalist Cabaret, creator of Empath Man, and author of The Hole in the Sum of my Parts, Where Earwigs Dare and Mindless Body Spineless Mind.
Poet, performer & submerging artist festering in Devon, Chris is host of Spork! in Exeter and a multiple slam winner. He’s taken his work to theatres, festivals & spoken-word nights across the UK from Exeter Pride to Tongue Fu, Latitude to Cambridge Junction. In his silly, surreal way he often talks about queerness, identity & ducks.
Harula is a popular poet on the Devon scene, the current Exeter Slam Champion and one quarter of Spork Up! Original, transformative, and possessing of a unique emotional intelligence, Harula’s poetry wraps itself around you with the warmth of one of her mum’s brilliant handmade cardigans.
A writer from the West Midlands Rachael discovered spoken word poetry last year in Exeter. Since then, she’s been long-listed in Culture Recording’s New Voice in Poetry Prize 2020 and writes about memory, cavemen and the surreal.
The Swamp Gods play a hybrid mix of electronica and post punk weirdness. Using found sounds loops, guitars that sound like synthesisers and synthesisers that sound like they’re from Mars, the Swamp Gods weave infectious beats with bubble gum harmonies and angular melodies.