Spotlight Poetry: Open Mic & Saili Katebe at Crofters Rights on Wednesday 11th April 2018
Posted on: 11 Apr 2018The Crofters Rights in Bristol is hosting its Open Mic Night with special guest and up-and-coming regional poet Saili Katebe on Wednesday 11th April 2018.
A joint partnership gig between the Crofters Rights, Raise the Bar and Milk Poetry, this monthly event culls some of the finest talent from around the city for an evening that always enlightens, amuses, thought provokes and entertains. Anyone can take part, whether you're a novice or experienced performer, and the venue itself is the perfect, welcoming environment to share your work with a warm, appreciative audience.
Hosted by Tim Ledwitch and Beth Calverley, the event will also extend a very warm hand for one of the South West's most talented emerging poets, Saili Katabe, a Chippenham-based writer who has slowly been making a name for himself on the Bristol and Bath poetry scene.
The Crofters Rights - ensconced in the very creative heart of Stokes Croft - is, of course, also famous for its well-kept quality cider and stone-baked pizzas, so why not take advantage of their irresistibly quaffable beverages and delicious food to sustain you through the evening's creative stimuli?
The gig kicks off from 7.30pm. Tickets cost a very pocket-friendly £3 and are only available on the door which means that, whilst everyone's admitted, if you want to nab a seat it's heartily advisable to get there early.
You can find out more about the event at the official Facebook page.
Keep your finger on the pulse of all the other upcoming events and gigs at The Crofters Rights at www.croftersrights.co.uk or follow them on Facebook.
The Crofters Rights is located at 117-119 Stokes Croft, Bristol, BS1 3RW. Tel. 0117 2310079.
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Jamie is a writer, blogger, journalist, critic, film fan, soundtrack nerd and all-round Bristolian good egg. He loves the music of Philip Glass, the art of Salvador Dali, the writings of Charles Bukowksi and Hunter S Thompson, the irreverence of Harry Hill, and the timeless, straw-chomping exuberance of The Wurzels. You can sometimes find him railing against a surging tide of passing cyclists, or gorging himself senseless on the Oriental delights of a Cosmos all-you-can-eat buffet.
