Biography
Activist, teacher, writer, singer, poet, and trouble maker. Jennie B is all of these but still can't do cartwheels. She's been writing stories since she was about ten, and poems since 1995ish.
A classically trained singer, she has sung in choirs, two bands (one goth rock, the other goth folk), and also sings in the shower. She does weddings too, not necessarily Goth weddings.
Sporadic poetry and music performances over the last four years include: various Hammer & Tongue events in Oxford (including featuring in the 2008 final; I didn't win, but I did help save a duck beforehand), Hear the Word, the Arcane Festival, and the Manchester Slamm (yes, that's right, two ms).
She is based in Manchester in beautiful Chorlton - but often travels to Oxford and Cumbria. Her poetry and rantage blog live away from Murdochtastic MySpace land on: jenbee.wordpress.com
She finds it weird to write in the third person and hates liquorice.
Samples
I Don’t Shave
I have to admit it - although you may stare
But I don’t shave (and don’t wear underwear).
I do not remove my soft armpit fuzz
Why- coz I like it. It causes a fuss.
You may feel slightly queasy - I can feel your glare
That I don’t shave (and may forget underwear)
I do not delete the dark wisps from my feet
Why - coz I like it - I’m not that effete!
It’s liberating! Thank all your creases and all your bumps,
embrace your wrinkles, your crinkles and all other lumps
But if you pretend that you like it well, you’re a bunch of sycophants
just coz I’m fluffy and I don’t wear pants
Well.
Yes, I AM furry - I do proudly declare
Because I don’t shave (and yep - no underwear).
I don’t pluck my eyebrows, my lips or my arms
Why - coz I like it - hair causes no harm.
Whether you’re shaped hymenoptera, gazelle, gnu or bear
It’s not scary being hairy - just be who you are
So accept me. And love me. But you’d better beware
For I don’t shave and I’m not wearing underwear.
15th Feb 2005
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
Last blog entry
Posted on Wednesday 11th June 2008 5:16 pm
Nothing satisifies.
Nothing’s ever good enough.
Something else needed.
Grass always greener.
If life is to be like this,
it “should be cleaner”.
“It’s too expensive”
and you’re left feeling hollow
‘coz “it’s all the same”.
“It’s Wrong ?" oh so wrong”.
But when you do feel happy
I will see you laugh.
I love the feeling of the sun’s smile on my face. Shining, through glasses.
April - August 2005
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Mia Darlone
Mon 23rd Jun 2008 11:45
Yes, i'm going to try it out at Beat the Frog at the Frog and Bucket on 21st July, and it features in Below the Belt, but as a discussion between a sex therapist and a scally, rather than as Cockney Rhyming Slag. It was recorded so I'll send you the link to the website when it's up.
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