What might a modern day fairy tale princess be like? Like a Barbie doll, with a ridiculously tiny waist and long legs, masses of yellow nylon hair, and smooth plastic where her vulva should be? Or maybe something a little more fleshy and earthy is called for? Colette Garrigan might have a French-sounding name, live […]
Writings
Dead Centre: Lippy
August 18th, 2014 by Dorothy Max PriorLeixlip, County Kildare, Ireland. The year is 2000, the start of a new century – although here is a news story that is almost Medieval. Four women die in a suicide pact. They are 83-year-old Frances Mulhooney and her three nieces, Josephine (46) and the 51-year-old twins Brigid Ruth and Catherine. The women barricade themselves […]
Familia de la Noche: The Greatest Liar in All the World
August 14th, 2014 by Dorothy Max PriorIn which Pinocchio, the ‘prince of porkies’, now a middle-aged man in a tired tuxedo and Brylcreemed hair, tells us the truth about his life – if we are ready, willing and able to believe him. And thus the well-known tale is retold by a five-strong team of vaudevillians – four actor-clowns, and a musician […]
T1J: L’Enfant Qui
August 14th, 2014 by Dorothy Max PriorA big white yurt stands in a quiet Edinburgh square off the beaten track of the Fringe. This is the Chapiteau, and inside is a floor of soil and a circle of wooden benches. We are here for the circus – although this isn’t any sort of regular circus – it’s a piece of word-free […]
Livingstones Kabinet: KLIP
August 14th, 2014 by Dorothy Max PriorA cacophonic darkly comic live collage. A piece of tomfoolery from the void. Their words, not mine, but they’ll do very nicely, thank you. Words are important in this piece: words begged, borrowed and stolen from a series of parlour games. Words as in Merz declamations. Dada rants. Concrete poetry. Percussive noises. Song. Words that […]
