1. One of the last risks I took was actually Stan’s Cafe – The Cleansing of Constance Brown and it was bloody amazing, one of the best things I’ve seen in a long time that really left me thinking.

  2. Surely everything someone goes to is a risk… I went to see Gogol Bordello recently and it was great, but it could have been awful, they might not have been in the mood. The last thing I went to that I was unsure about was part of Birmingham Book Festival that happened in the old Ikon Eastside – it wasn’t life changing, it wasn’t the worst thing I’ve ever seen, it wasn’t a risk though. I went because I wanted to go… even if it had been terrible you can’t change the fact that you wanted to go initially.

    Now I don’t want to go and see caberet at Legs 11… that would be a risk, but at the same time I’m quite sure I’m not going to go to it, so won’t be taking that risk.

    I’m rambling… is it home time yet?

  3. Ok, so ‘risk’ is the wrong word. I mean presumably you knew you liked Eugene’s gypsy-punk ways. I guess I just mean trying something new.

    The other thing about James’ article is that he seems to be saying art deserves an audience just for being there and people should seek it out. There’s been a fair amount of ‘taking art to the people’ recently with Fierce & the Int Dance Festival. Hmm, think that’s edging towards another discussion altogether.

    Yeah, home time now.

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