Somewhere in the dark and nasty region where nobody goes, stands an ancient castle. Deep within this dank and uninviting place lives Berk, overworked servant of thing upstairs. But that's nothing compared to the horrors that lurk beneath the trap door, for there is always something down there, in the dark, waiting to come out.
Don't you open that trapdoor, you're a fool if you dare. Stay away from that trapdoor, cause there's something down there.
June 12, 2008
459 Bar, Rosemount Hotel, Perth Western Australia
Cottonmouth is a performance-based project by and for emerging wordsmiths. Held monthly, the night convenes spoken-worders, poets, sound artists, playwrights, new-media-welders and basically anyone with narrative art tickling their epiglottis. Accompanying the Cottonmouth nights is a national podcast and a publication. Watch this space.