Look upon my works, ye poor and vulnerable, and despair. The Baroness hung on until the new financial year, took a look around at the devastation, said, “My work is done,” and expired. It was Margaret Thatcher who sold off our utilities, which is why our electricity, gas, water and rail are in run by […]
Woman who taught the food industry to sell air to children dies: Margaret Thatcher poem Read More »
Anna Chen – Saturday, 23 March 2013 The vast lobby of the Victoria and Albert Museum had been turned into the sort of joint where beautiful young men and women press cocktails and bubbly onto you as soon as you walk in. Mini canapés appeared transported on futuristic illuminated platters like something out of the
David Bowie Is V&A launch party review: music event of the year Read More »
Anna Chen – Wednesday, 13 March 2013 My review in the Morning Star. The dusky woman outcast mistrusted for her talents is an old, old story that’s still around today. MedeaColiseum, London WC2Tuesday 12 March 2013 by Anna Chen An ENO version of Medea ignores its subversive possibilities as a vision of imperial plunder and
MEDEA at ENO review: misogyny, “Other” & “a devilish disturbance in the cosmic balance” Read More »
In Dreams That Die, lefty journalist John Wight tells a good yarn very well, which is to be expected from a budding screenwriter who had the nerve to take off for Hollywood Mecca with nothing but a script and a few hundred quid to his name. Charm and a Scottish accent only get you so
DREAMS THAT DIE: misadventures in Hollywood — review Read More »
I was, am and will continue to be thrilled by this encouragement from meister songwriter Wilko Johnson for my poetry. Here he is saying nice things about Reaching for my Gnu at his house last week. So looking forward to his gigs in March — a farewell tour to beat all farewell tours. Bless you,
Wilko Johnson he say yes to Reaching for my Gnu Read More »
Tescos, Burger King and now Waitrose have been caught in the adulterated food scandal where up to 29 per cent of some burgers have been found to contain horsemeat. Less worrisome than the squeamishness about eating my friend Flicka is the obvious problem that racehorse flesh will contain various cancer-causing nasties injected over careers shorter
“Shergar burger” Anna Chen with a prescient poem about what’s in your burger Read More »
