Polly Trope and Archie Aston reading tonight – the cream of Berlin indielit on one stage

If you’re up for a bit of literature tonight then enjoy what promises to be clement weather in the latter part of the day, so they tell me, and head down to the Kulturpavilion on Weinsbergweg for the new reading series A Rose Is A Rose, where some of Berlin’s hottest English-language indielit writers are reading from their works, including the fabulous Polly Trope, the unquantifiable Archie Aston and the suprisingly agile Kyle Greenwood…

The reading, from the “Sex and Crime und alles Andere” Series, is the first English-language reading they’re trying out and is very definitely worthy of your support! It’s planned from 7pm to 9pm, don’t be late!

…and below are a few excertps from Polly and Archie to whet the old appetite:

Polly Trope: “My disposable childhood rises from the ground like a ghost : all flimsy cartoon strips from the back of cereal boxes and ice cream wrappers, all freebies and kinder surprise eggs, crocos, hippos, turtles and glitter stickers, plastic toys from Mc Donald’s kids’ menus, dinosaur magazines, tiny toon pogs from crisp packets, collectible bumper stickers, and endless bubble gum from bubble gum machines, smurf sweets, cola sweets, and slime jelly toys, glow-in-the-dark plasticine in a pot, and worthless accessories from a teen girl’s magazine, like stick-on tattoos and rubber bracelets, and fruit flavoured lip gloss. One day we bagged it all and threw it out, since then I have taken to burning clothes. “

Archie Aston: “So I have these East German magicians. Loads of the cunts. Well, lets say twelve. I guess that make’s them a circle, or a ring or something (no, a ring is paedophiles), enough for the Stasi to be elbows deep in their magic asspipes anyway, with cameras and microphones and folders the size of Teufelsberg. Now I just need to make these magicians a more believable target for the state snoopers, I need to make them flat out enemies of the GDR, defective elements and the such. Ideas, ideas. Maybe they were nefarious bootleggers of gin on the side is the best idea I can conjure up, as I stare predictably at my empty glass. Looks like I’m leaving my desk again. Gin is a far superior interruption however, to the tyranny of the phone.


Article by Noel Maurice, author of the upcoming memoir The Berlin Diaries

Noel Maurice is one of the founders of indieberlin. Originally from the UK via a childhood in Johannesburg, he has been resident in Berlin since 1991. Describing himself as a 'recovering musician', he is the author of The Berlin Diaires, a trilogy detailing the East Berlin art and squat scene of the early 90s, available on Amazon and through this site.

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