Stand-up comedian and poet Mark Caltonhill performed a selection of poems inspired by his dog, Hutian, who also attended Red Room. Included was his recent work, “If dogs wrote poetry” If dogs wrote poetry, no meandering iambic trot, but galloping dactylic pace, or else, we’ll do the spondee strut; No host of golden daffodils, but […]
Contact: Ruth Giordano For immediate release Cell: 0981831320 Email: ruth.giordano@gmail.com A CHRISTMAS CAROL COMES TO LIFE A New Theatre Company Recreates Golden Age Radio Drama To help in the world wide celebrations marking the 200th anniversary of the birth of Charles Dickens Taipei’s newest theatre company, Red Room Radio Redux (R4) is producing two […]
Red Room Poem Listen Do not be confused by what you see, A white american male is far from what defines me. Do not be tricked by rust that covers aging iron, strength still holds sturdy in its changing ions. Open your ears and drop your judgement, there cannot be fear in hearing the following […]
Stand-up comedian and poet Mark Malarkey spoke about the attraction of learning guitar to a man facing mid-life crisis; read his poem “Rock and Roll Sex God”, discussed the pitfalls of Internet dating, and sang an original song. The lyrics follow. “Your Photo’s Beautiful Girl” (to the tune of Sean Kingston’s “Beautiful Girls”) Rock ’n […]
Parallel Shores to the land of the beautiful, the home of the brave: A voice rises from these chains. Strengthen your authority. Define your lines, as you let freedom flourish at the expense of your neighbor the silence devastates her and complicates the voyage the sun flees from her cheeks as twilight peaks she breathes […]
R.H.Y.M.E. oh, hello R.H.Y.M.E., glad to see you’ve decided to join us i can see from this list, you’ve booked an appointment for coitus or pleasure? or for toyful measures? my chest of poetic treasures is full of CAPITAL LETTERS where ‘x’ marks the spot, imma drop my hip-hop a big fat dollop of this […]
Original lyrics to two of Mark’s songs follow. The way he uses his guitar as a percussive instrument is not to be missed. Minister of Scheming I woke up sweating in a suitcase in the middle of the floor Having spent half the night in the midst of verbal war I picked apart the pieces […]
Peter Giordano used his stage time to share a response he wrote to a poem by WH Auden. First, he invited Taili Huang to read the Auden poem: From TWO SONGS FOR HEDLI ANDERSON Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and […]
I go to the Red Room to shut the hell up. And I LIKE it. Words wash over me like a cleansing balm. The week’s troubles are melted away by the microscopic waves of sound, running through me on their never-ending quest to be heard. In the Red Room, I feel… homeopathic. Natural. Like, maybe […]
Reider shared an original song, accompanying himself on acoustic guitar: “Babel” Spiraling down to Earth. I saw an angel and an ancient curse What’s worse, I tried to relate that time is missing sand The more I want to say… The less I can. The folly of a man. Oh my. Oh what to do? […]