#TheTelling Pt 1: Where Were You When The Lights Went Out?

What does a single solitary British Pound get you in these oh so modern times? A ‘special offer’ bar of chocolate which is even smaller than last month’s ‘special offer’ bar of chocolate? A download of the next Christmas #1 as decided by the producers of a blatantly manipulated television ‘talent show’? Less than a third of a pint in some cloned gastro/theme-pub which is so samey it could be anywhere on earth, but feels like nowhere in particular?

Well at Church View in Doncaster last Saturday night (Nov 10th) £1 bought you a ticket to wonderland!…

The evening began – as it does for so many people in our glitteringly reclusive age – with a spot of television. But this was no ordinary TV; this was a super-sized, super-super-Hi-Def (seriously, you couldn’t ask for a more realistic picture) beast of a machine created by Carruthers Inc. Fist we watched the news read by Tim Lee. This was followed by a party political broadcast from The Last Politician  (who looked remarkably like a dapper version of the very talented Mr Ian Walker 😉 ). But then something terrifying happened.

Amid reports of riots and the breakdown of civilisation, the lights finally went out for good (not really surprising given the amount of power which that big TV set was wasting). And out of the darkness, from the chaos of collapse, despair and disorder, emerged long-forgotten potential…

A strange tribe of Foxes brought with them light, and fire, and smoke, and drumming, and pipes, and dance, and the promise of the unfamiliar.

As the audience entered the post-apocalyptic courtyard of Church View they caught their first glimpse of a world turned upside-down.

A world which was home to a magical Pixie Yurt and filled with artworks created by Phlegm, Abi Nielsen and Ria Doyle.

And in this world new and forgotten voices could be heard…

To begin with there was educationally entertaining music from Ian Walker and then Tim Lee – finally free from the confines of his television career – spoke of paranoia from an ancient parchment.

Then Rachel Horne (co-conspirator in the events of the evening) told – and sang – of being a strike baby. And then the Foxes danced again…

To announce the arrival of the very wonderful (if not a little bossy) Tim Ralphs

Who beguiled us all…

With the tale of brave Sir Gawain & The Green Knight set against the amazing Phlegm mural (a tale which ended with a poignant reminder that even the great and noble Camelot fell into ruin).

And then the Foxes danced again…

And true Romany Teller, Violet Cannon Jnr, recited her apocalyptic fable, while Joie Rachel Carruthers – playing the Gypsy bride – slowing removed her fake tan and make-up as the tale unfolded.

And again and again the Foxes danced…

And as they danced they summoned forth more Tellers who delighted, entertained and enchanted the audience (almost as much as the mulled wine) as Venus shone down into the courtyard; intrigued – as she most certainly was – by the singing, the dancing, the feasting, the drinking (food & drink ably provided by Joie Rachel Caruthers and Michael Price and served by up-and-coming artists Nat & Jo) and the playing, and the merriment of mere mortal flesh. Among those who sang (but who I have yet to be provided photos of!) were the wonderful A ramshackle Affair and the wonderfully terrifying Beast.

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In a crescendo of Telling the Foxes, joined by a stilted crow, danced on the roof of Church View by the light of a marine flare!..

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As the audience lit wish lanterns….

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And watched their wishes – and tales – drift into the night…

And that, dear friends, was The End of the first ever The Telling.

So I ask you now… Can you think of a better way to spend a quid?!?

Photo credits: Martin Pick (who has produced this wonderful portfolio of images for you to download and keep.)

Instagram credits: @MCSmithDN and @chualabear

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The Telling will return in February.

(See below if you’d like to get involved with the next event.)

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The Telling was dreamed by Warren Draper after being enchanted by Tom Hirons, Rima Staines and Dougie Strang. Part One was stitched together by Warren Draper, Rachel Horne, Phlegm, Abi Nielsen, Tim Ralphs, Iona Hine, Ian Walker, Joie Rachel Caruthers, Tim Lee, Mr Fox, The New Fringe, Doncaster Central Development Trust, Say Yes To Arts, PermaFuture, PixieWorks and the Dark Mountain Project.

The Telling is a grassroots, Open Source Arts creation, which means that we’d like you to help shape the next one. If you want to get involved please contact Warren Draper via email – warrendraper[at]gmail[dot]com – or Twitter – @warrendraper
The Telling would like to take this opportunity to thank all of the artists who generously donated their time to make the first ever The Telling such a wonderful event. Big hugs to visual artists – Phlegm, Abi Nielsen, Ria Doyle, Iona Hine and The Pixies. Squeezey bear hugs too to our foodies – Joie Rachel Caruthers (who was also a visual artist and performer!) and Michael Price – and of course to out performers – Tim Ralphs, Rachel Horne, Ian walker, Tim Lee, Violet Cannon Jnr, A Ramshackle Affair, Beast and last but definitely not least the very incredible Mr Fox. Big love to all x

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