THE MICROPHONE IS LIVE
a moon-lit evening in collingwood
The moon lays itself, a sheet of gold, on the Ruataniwha estuary lapping at the feet of Collingwood. It peeps through the window of the MAD Cafe and bounces off the solitary microphone.
Some say this is where the open mic night known as MOONSHINE on the MICROPHONE got its name. Others put it down to the refreshing drinks that whet the whistle and lubricate the courageous voices that stand up to the mic.
Whatever story you want to believe, is up to you – just so long as you come down from the Aorere Valley, travel the coast from Pakawau and Puponga and Parapara, wander along the beach from Milnthorpe or amble down from the village and make it to the MAD Cafe with a poem, a song, a story to share.
I know, this is almost exactly the same copy as last month. That’s because I couldn’t think of a better way to introduce this wonderfully intimate open mic night.
