Tonight I was one of the blessed few who sidled into Jet Black Cat Music – a darling record store in West End (fuck, I love my community!!) – where performance poets Eleanor Jackson and Betsy Turcot performed their heart and souls out in ‘She Stole My Every Rock and Roll’ as part of Brisbane’s Anywhere Theatre Festival.
It was raw, cuttingly sad and tells the tale of two lesbian lovers – of how they came to be together, and then how after ‘rock, paper, scissors’, they weren’t.
I couldn’t help but think that I was in the middle of something *very* special. No fireworks, no bullshit, no pomposity. Just two girls in a quiet and warm space telling us a love story.