<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246294357954089600</id><updated>2011-11-04T09:03:35.889-07:00</updated><category term='thinking and writing about love...'/><title type='text'>Don't Tell Stories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5246294357954089600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel Newsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04332228241524829800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246294357954089600.post-5780731952154420300</id><published>2011-11-04T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:03:35.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TjH0tywSFg/TrQAeYgUxKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2ftVetv7pVc/s1600/GetInline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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      &lt;span id="lblContributor" class="smallAuthor"&gt;by Caroline  Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span id="lblSummary" class="smallSummaryBold"&gt;Descending into a  basement bar at the cold dark end of the year, I entered a half-lit pit  of a room, its concrete floor obliterated by peaks and troughs of  shredded paper, which are in turn strewn with drawing pads and coloured  pens – the outside world is kept at bay by the heavy velvet curtains  cloaking off the room from the stairs leading to the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span id="lblBody" class="smallSummary"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This  has to be one of the most intriguing settings for a reading or a  literary event, usually so awkward and somehow forced. Along with the  other 70 or so people present, we loll and recline in this temporary  bleached-out cocoon. This installation, which is an homage, in part, to  the recently deceased artist Dash Snow monumental NEST works, is an  immersion of the senses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly,  perched on a small wall dividing the space, a young woman opens up a  large leather-bound book and in a very self-assured but light voice  begins to read episodes from another young woman’s life which seems to  be most definitely unravelling. Perhaps Alice had a twin sister who got  took a wrong turning in Wonderland to emerge wide-eyed and unblinking  from the rabbit-hole, into the 21st century.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And  so Rachel Newsome, former editor of Dazed and Confused and Trash  magazines, begins her ludically entitled “Don’t Tell Stories” evening at  the Book Club, Great Eastern St, Shoreditch, where she treats the  audience to extracts from her first novel “As it was in the Beginning”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And  after she closes her book, dj and producer Andrew Weatherall plays  music which leads us further into our imaginations with a set inspired  by Rachel’s writing. “We want womblike,” he decided on reading her work,  inquiring, “How womb do you want to go?” His soundtrack recalling  Robert Frost’s the lines: “The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I  have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I met Rachel a few days later I wanted to find out how what has led her to Don’t Tell Stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caroline Simpson: How did this project come about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel  Newsome: I became involved with a lovely project, the “House of Fairy  Tales” which the artists Gavin Turk and his partner Deborah Curtis, (the  creative director of the House of Fairy Tales), who are also my  neighbours, have set up. It is an all-age, anarchic, theatrical arts  project which has been going for five years. They organise events,  workshops and performances collaborating with scientists, actors,  artists, illustrators and filmmakers and aimed at children but which  works at many levels. So far the House of Fairy Tales have hosted events  at Tate Modern, and in the children’s area at the Latitude, Glastonbury  and Port Eliot festivals. There are about 50 people involved, all  dressed in costume and we create this theatrical space using the  narrative of fairy tales but we are interested in exploring their  darker, more psychoanalytic aspect. This was a very liberating place to  be and where my project “Don’t Tell Stories” originated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: Its origin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  Don’t Tell Stories has evolved very organically. I led some evening  events at some of the festivals which were more teenage things. And when  I came back to London I wanted to do something here, so the first  London Don't Tell Stories took place in the beautiful wood-panelled  Victorian chapel at Oxford House in Bethnal Green, as part of the  Publish and Be Damned self-publishing fair this September. The chapel  was lit with an altar candle and had a very sacramental feel to it. And  all the material used in Don't Tell Stories is my own, taken from my  novel “As it was in the Beginning”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: The environment you created at your event at the Book Club was a very impressive spectacle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  It was a lot of hard work. It was the art director Maitland Mason’s  (who is also involved in the House of Fairy Tales) idea. I wanted to  work with an art director as I am a writer so I wanted to collaborate  with someone who was very visual. The original idea was to encourage  people to walk into a space and to feel comfortable enough to use the  drawing materials freely. The drawing aspect was enabled by the art  community RART.  And then it grew into “let’s fill the space with  paper”. So after a lot of research, we bought a huge hay bale of  shredded recycled paper, 2m x 1m x 1m in size, from a warehouse in  Essex. I don’t do things by halves. I mean business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: How do you think it worked as an event?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  It felt so comfortable to sit there and read. It was very womb-like and  that was one of the environments I wanted to create. We are learning as  we go along. We are happy to take risks and the feedback I have  received is that the people present really enjoyed going into another  world. I am very interested to see where it can go next. I am very  ambitious and am just responding to opportunities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However,  I was not only interested in doing readings. I am very interested in  sharing words in different ways, using different channels, in how things  take on a life of their own, and also engaging with other people and  their imaginations. I remember as a child sitting on the story-telling  rug at school whilst the teacher read to us. It was lovely, escapist,  very comforting and soothing, but it is also a learning process and how  we give meaning to our experience. I think stories and storytelling give  us a framework to understand what is going on in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: Where do you think the impulse to tell stories comes from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  I think storytelling is how we construct meaning and how we construct  our identity, and it is as old as humanity. It’s how we understand  memory. And there are certain kinds of archetypes that we all understand  – the labyrinth, the monster, the wicked witch. These exist through  time, through culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For  me western contemporary society is very much about instant  gratification and self-determination. It is very individualistic and is  all about consumerism. I think what is lovely about storytelling is that  it is concerned with community and sharing and trying to understand how  we connect to each other. This is more important now than ever before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: Do you think the digital age will have its equivalent of Proust’s “Remembrance of Things Past” or Tolstoy’s “War and Peace”?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  I think that as society becomes more and more fragmented, the arts  become more and more niche. And there will always be tiny niches for  those huge ambitious works, I am not sure if they will be massively  popular though. But if there is enough demand, then who knows? The  internet serves that niche very well as it connects people who wouldn’t  have been in contact otherwise and creates communities of people who  like the same things. Social networking and online media are tools. I  love that people communicate through Twitter, Facebook and email.  However, my fear is that this is just a distraction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: A distraction from what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  One of my biggest beefs, if you like, is that we live in a culture that  is set up to distract us, which stops us from seeing the bigger  picture. We are living through very turbulent times and the truth is  very uncomfortable. But we fill our heads up with distractions so we  don’t have to think about the truth. I guess what any artist would say  is that we are trying to get people to think. The drive behind  everything that I do is to try to get people to re-evaluate what they  see and where they are. Because if you can’t use your imagination, you  can’t imagine what the world will be like in 50 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: Could you tell me something about your novel “As it was in the Beginning”?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  It is the most intense journey I have ever been on and I’ve been on a  fair few! It was long, arduous, intense and solo. As you are on your  own, you have to push yourself as far as you can. The literary fiction  market is the hardest one to break into and most agents won’t touch you.  You have to go to them with a package, with the more-or-less finished  thing. But I now have an agent, Cathryn Summerhayes at William Morris  agency, who represents some wonderful writers and who also runs the  literary tent at Bestival and who gets the whole Don’t Tell Stories  vibe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: Have you always wanted to write fiction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  As a child I all I wanted to do was write. I wrote poetry, diaries, had  my head buried in books – the classic teenage thing. All I was ever  interested in was writing. Journalism was the practical world. And I  have lived through the whole media whirlwind, which has been amazing.  But I have no interest in pursuing a career in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My  book is five years in the writing, although I have had breaks from it, I  am on my third draft now. I have a vision and I am trying to translate  that. This is the eternal journey. I don’t think one can ever write the  perfect novel. Perhaps poetry is the nearest thing to perfection in  writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: What was the starting point of your novel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  It was looking at all my friends and all the people around me – all  beautiful, clever and amazing – and asking the question: “How did we get  to be so fucked up?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My book is about a photographer, Annie, who takes pictures of her friends in order to understand her own life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: In terms of the book, who, if anyone, has inspired or influenced you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  I was very inspired by the American photographer, Nan Goldin. I was  struck by how each of her pictures seem to construct narratives, telling  stories again. I also adore the US writer Susan Sontag’s book “On  Photography” which seems prophetic if you think about how people  construct their identity nowadays through images, through social  networking, Facebook, or their clothes. It’s like the Wildean project of  becoming the person you always dreamt of being.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I  wanted to write a modern-day myth and the nearest example I could find  in literature was Virginia Woolf’s “Orlando”, in which Woolf creates a  character that exists across space and time.  I wanted my book to have a  non-linear narrative as I believe our notion of reality is quite  tenuous. I think there is a lot that we don’t see. I am more interested  in allegory. In my book, I wanted to explore the idea that artists, like  Annie, are like modern-day suffering saints, like Joan of Arc – back to  the whole fairytale myth – seeing visions and hearing voices. Annie is  very neurotic, overcome by the enormity of her existence, and obsessed  by death. And for her photography is a way of cutting through it, and a  way of seeking immortality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CS: How have you found writing it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RN:  I have found it really hard. I worked really hard at the voice, some of  which is in her head, some of which is dreamlike. Some of it is  straight storytelling too. I shifted the texture of the prose a lot. One  of my biggest challenges was to find a language that wasn’t hysterical  and not sentimental. I want to engage with big themes, such as death and  immortality. I think British writers are quite parochial and I think I  am dealing with material that British writers, especially female ones,  don’t take on.  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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F-uNGvCDxJ4/SxzvwDlFbCI/AAAAAAAAADs/7vqvQmQ20p8/s400/IMG_3471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412464461066103842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5246294357954089600-2167466033019232844?l=dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2167466033019232844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5246294357954089600/posts/default/2167466033019232844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5246294357954089600/posts/default/2167466033019232844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel Newsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04332228241524829800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F-uNGvCDxJ4/SxzvwDlFbCI/AAAAAAAAADs/7vqvQmQ20p8/s72-c/IMG_3471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246294357954089600.post-8982442019329141687</id><published>2009-11-29T15:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T07:25:59.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Don't Tell Stories&lt;/h2&gt;                                             &lt;h3&gt;Rachel Newsome invites you to indulge in a unique and subversive celebration of the spoken word at The Book Club Boutique&lt;/h3&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                       &lt;h5&gt;                     &lt;input name="Contributors1$rpt_articleContributions$ctl00$UserProfileId" id="Contributors1_rpt_articleContributions_ctl00_UserProfileId" value="195" type="hidden"&gt;                                    Text by                     &lt;a id="Contributors1_rpt_articleContributions_ctl00_link_UserProfile" href="http://www.dazeddigital.com/userprofile/Default.aspx?username=johnp"&gt;John-Paul Pryor&lt;/a&gt;              |   Published 27  November  2009&lt;/h5&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         &lt;div id="dv_Article_ctl00_pl_articleImg" class="articleImg"&gt; 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Based upon Dash Snow's immersive concept of 'the nest', the event will transform the space into a magical temporary autonomous space and include specially created music by Andrew Weatherall and spooky spoken-word performances by ex-Dazed editor Rachel Newsome. Newsome will be reading extracts from her transgressive debut novel &lt;i&gt;As It Was In The Beginning&lt;/i&gt;, so we figured it would be a good idea to find out why she's devoting so much of her time and energy to telling tall stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dazed Digital: How did it all come about?&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Newsome:&lt;/b&gt; I spent a gypsy-ish summer going round festivals as part Gavin Turk and Deborah Curtis’s travelling art circus &lt;i&gt; The House of Fairy Tales&lt;/i&gt;. The idea was to create these magical immersive spaces, which allow people to liberate their imaginations in wonderfully sincere, beautiful and anarchic ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DD: What do you think is important about storytelling as performance?&lt;br /&gt;RN:&lt;/b&gt; The performance is about creating an art-directed theatrical space where people can momentarily lose themselves in another world. The last event was in a wood-panelled Victorian chapel and had this very sacramental feel to it. At the forthcoming event at The Book Club, we will be creating a “nest” environment inspired by Dash Snow. In addition, Andrew Weatherall has produced a specially commissioned set in direct response to the stories with the aim of creating a womb-like experience. It will be very dark and atmospheric and will feature soundtracks from 50s horror movies and arcane folk alongside samples of flies eating the flesh of rotting carcasses. Above all, Don’t Tell Stories is a creative act of generosity. It is about collaborating, giving and sharing in order that the words might take on a life of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DD: Do you write the stories performed or read from published literary works?&lt;br /&gt;RN:&lt;/b&gt; All the stories are taken from the novel I have just finished writing – &lt;i&gt;As It Was In The Beginning&lt;/i&gt;. It wasn’t originally intended for performance but there are certain set scenes which work as stand alone pieces. They are all heightened moments in the novel – a fever, a wild night out dancing, dark and disturbing sex – while the prose is intended to be quite mesmeric and dream-like. As it grows, the idea is to invite other performers to enter the space and read – be it stories by Edgar Allen Poe or Angela Carter or poems by Rimbaud. However, Don’t Tell Stories isn’t about writers doing readings to promote their own work. The storytelling always, always comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DD: Do you think stories and fairytales tap into our subconscious?&lt;br /&gt;RN:&lt;/b&gt; The story is a magical vessel or perhaps a poisoned chalice. And what’s powerful about them is that while our response to them is individual, they take shape and come alive in our collective conscious, having pre-existed in the collective sub-conscious all along. It’s a universal language. And it doesn’t just belong to literature but to music, film, performance and art, too. The heroine of my novel, Annie, is an artist but I’m rather taken with the idea that all artists are modern day saints. I decided to push that to its extreme by allowing her to have dreams, see visions and hear voices. And so she became this mythical hysterical artist-saint constructed from Joan of Arc, St Theresa of Aquila, Judith, Salome, Hollywood femme fatales and even contemporary artists like Nan Goldin and Tracey Emin. The context might shift but the archetype, or song if you are a Led Zeppelin fan, remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DD: What have you learned in the process of this undertaking?&lt;br /&gt;RN:&lt;/b&gt; Yesterday I went to a paper-recycling depot in Rainham, Essex, where much of London’s waste ends up, on a mission to get materials for the “nest”. We were surrounded by huge walls built from blocks of waste paper. They were all different textures and colours and quite beautiful. It was like being inside a giant Rachel Whiteread sculpture. And I learnt that a tonne of shredded paper don’t come for free. Which just goes to show that things on the margins, the waste, the foot notes, the unwanted, the stuff we throw away is, of course, the real gold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5246294357954089600-8982442019329141687?l=dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8982442019329141687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-tell-stories-rachel-newsome.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5246294357954089600/posts/default/8982442019329141687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5246294357954089600/posts/default/8982442019329141687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-tell-stories-rachel-newsome.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel Newsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04332228241524829800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246294357954089600.post-7110150774296097897</id><published>2009-11-29T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:33:30.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Tell Stories on Dazed Digital</title><content type='html'>http://www.dazeddigital.com/ArtsAndCulture/article/6017/1/Dont_Tell_Stories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5246294357954089600-7110150774296097897?l=dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7110150774296097897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-tell-stories-on-dazed-digital.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5246294357954089600/posts/default/7110150774296097897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5246294357954089600/posts/default/7110150774296097897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-tell-stories-on-dazed-digital.html' title='Don&apos;t Tell Stories on Dazed Digital'/><author><name>Rachel Newsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04332228241524829800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246294357954089600.post-2672385303775919318</id><published>2009-11-12T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T06:42:50.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Tell Stories&lt;/span&gt; at The Book Club 100, Leonard St EC2&lt;br /&gt;Monday November 30th 2009 7.30-9.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Featuring a special Don't Tell Stories themed set from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrew Weatherall&lt;/span&gt; featuring fifties horror movie soundtracks, arcane folk and womb-like weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5246294357954089600-2672385303775919318?l=dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2672385303775919318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-tell-stories-at-book-club-100.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5246294357954089600/posts/default/2672385303775919318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5246294357954089600/posts/default/2672385303775919318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dont-tell-stories.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-tell-stories-at-book-club-100.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel Newsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04332228241524829800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5246294357954089600.post-6128950287412772727</id><published>2009-11-11T06:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T06:33:33.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F-uNGvCDxJ4/SvrLN0zy21I/AAAAAAAAADc/K6qmoX3fQ9s/s1600-h/invite2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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