A monthly spoken word night in London – a place for stuck creatives and seasoned professionals to get on stage and show their poetic skills in front of a noisy, energetic & supportive audience.
Come and see us in Edinburgh
You’ve seen some comedy. You’ve seen some theatre. It’s time for something different. Prepare to have your preconceptions of poetry shattered as London’s smash-hit stand-up poetry night Rhymes With Orange returns, fresh from last year’s acclaimed sell-out run. Come and experience this noisy, disgustingly fun performance poetry extravaganza and have yourself some belly laughs in the Belly Dancer.
That’s right, after a triumphant preview in London, we are hitting Edinburgh this week with all our bestest best bits from the year!
We’re performing an hour’s show at 10pm every evening from 4th-10th of August. Come and see us at Udderbelly, Cowgate, and tell your friends! Book tickets here.
Space-ageddon
And so it came to pass that last night was another belting night of rhymes, words, songs, laughs, tears (happy and sad), moving and, of course, shaking. Not to mention David Bowie.
The Starman’s presence was felt throughout the evening as several poets took the opportunity to pay tributes both hilarious and touching. As well as Bowie we had:
- a cynical spaceman floating towards a black hole
- a Dragon’s Den pitch for the newly discovered SPACE TIME (between Sunday and Monday)
- a touching tribute to Christa McAuliffe, set to be the first teacher in space
- an angry pedant who hates Star Wars (‘there’s no sound in space!’)
- online comments about a ‘real life’ alien sighting
- a poem about kitchen sex
and waaaay waaaaaaaaaaaaaay more. We’re back on 24 March so see you again at the Bedroom Bar! Keep your eyes peeled for tickets, theme and those all-important open mic slots!
Christmas special on 3rd December: Book because we love you.
Every year our Christmas show sells out in advance.
Every year we tell everyone it’s going to sell out in advance. Book early.
Every year, many people say to each other: “It’s just a sales tactic, we’ll be fine booking a couple of days before or something. Surely poetry nights don’t sell out in advance? Especially not in the busy festive season. No need to book now.”
You know what happens to those people?
THEY MISS OUT ON THE PACKED-OUT ROOM OF JOY:
THEY MISS OUT ON THE LOVE:
THEY MISS OUT ON THE OPEN MIC SHENANIGANS:
THEY MISS OUT ON GIN-ADDLED STAGE BANTZ:
THEY MISS OUT ON EPIC JUMPER ACTION:
THEY MISS OUT ON THE UNASHAMED FESTIVE GEEKERY:
They miss out on the Beyonce stage invasions, the pube jokes, the special guests, the mince pies, the impromptu after party where Ellie’s mum dances until 3am. In short, they miss a night so fun no-one can pause for long enough to take decent photographs of it.
We love you, and don’t want you to miss out. That’s why we tell you to book a ticket. BOOK A TICKET.