Lager Time

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happening?I thought I’d write a thing, being that on Thursday (24th) I’m doing an event which is celebrating 10 years of Beats & Elements at Camden People’s Theatre, in London. B&E is the theatre company I co-set up back, with my good pal Conrad Murray. EnjoyLINKS MENTIONED IN THE PEICENO MILK FOR THE FOXES FULL SHOW - filmed at Camden People’s Theatre 2015NO MILK FOR THE FOXES TRAILERNO MILK FOR THE FOXES MUSIC VIDEOHIGH RISE ESTATE OF MIND TRAILIERHIGH RISE SOUNDTRACK ON SPOITFYBEATS & ELEMENTS: A HIP HOP THEATRE TRILOGY This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happeing?This is the September instalment of Lager Time, which features a short story called Pegasus. It’s voiced in the character of Reece who, if you’ve listened for a while, may remember from a series of stories I showed last year, called Young UnProfessional. This story sees him back school, and his failed attempts at trying to be a hard kid.Hope you enjoy, below are some links to some bits mentioned in the introduction. Until next time.Keep it Lager Than Life.Peas and tatersPaul—- - - - - - - — — - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -LINKSBeats & Elements 10 year birtthday - 24.10.24https://cptheatre.co.uk/whatson/Beats-and-Elements-ten-year-birthday-Kinda-Not-really-Things-can-only-get-betterBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogy—- - - - - - - — — - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happening?Welcome to Lager Time. Still not quite back in the rotuine yet of putting bits out, or to put it another way, I’m inbetween projects at the moment but I’m really enjoying it. I’ve been tinkering with little poems, stories and anecdotes which I’ve been sticking up on the Substack Notes section. So for this month, I’ve taken two of those bits, plus one older poem and played about with sticking some sound underneath.#1 - On Lockdown#2 - On Laughter#3 - The Unlicensed DiverI’ll stick the words to each one below, so scrowll down if you want to read.If you can, please subsribe and or recommend this to a friend. It’s slowly growing and Lager Time will be 3 years in old October; imagaine that! Let’s keep it moving on, large-up to all the supporters and subscribers.Keep it Larger, wherever you arePeas and tatersPaulIf you’re able to, these are ways you can support my workBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogy This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happening?Hope you’re all well out there in Lager Land. This latest ediiton of Lager Time is a Not Quite Live Editon, number 4. First one I’ve done this year. Been a busy boy aint I?!In this episode I run through a new set of poems and stories plus a couple of tracks from a forthcoming EP More Bars of Boredom. It was a bit all over the gaff as I had to stop the recording twice, once because the music loaded in the wrong place then the other becuase my dogs decided to go nuts, barking, at the man trying to deliver an Amazon package.Hope you all enjoy, the poems / stories / bars will be below. If you enjoy this, please recommend to someone who you think also maight enjoy it.Stay tuned for details of the forthcoming Love Scripted Show at Marylebone Theatre on the 12th August.Pease and tatersPaul If you’re able to, these are ways you can support my work BUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcree THE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shop Beats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogy  This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happening?As previously mentioned, I’ve been away, hence the podcast silence. This month is just a little update on the Euro’s and what I’ve been up too, plus a few new poems I’ve got in the works (been a while since I banged any of those out!)Hope you’re all good out there in Lager Land, enjoy the sun, enjoy the football, keep it larger than lifeIf you’re feeling nice, give it a subscribe. And tell your mates. Please. The ones that might like this. Lovely. Poems below.PaulLINKSLove Scripted @ Birmingham Rep Theatre - Friday 19th JuneBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogy This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happening? Welcome to Lager Time. This is the final edition in this series I’ve been writing, based on quotes from Marcus Aurelius’s Meditations book. For each chapter, I selected one quote, then wrote something inspired by the quote. This piece is from Book 12, entitled On Renewal. If you like it, there’s 11 more in the archives. I’m taking a little break for a while, but rest assured I’ll be back soon. EnjoyP.S – If you’re enjoying this, if you haven’t already, you can subtribe here and if you think someone else might like it, please be sure to let them know. Much apricated, PaulIf you’re able to, these are ways you can support my workBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shop This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjoour, what’s happening. This is the penultimate episode / blog in this series where I’ve been getting stuck into the Meditations book, and writing bits based off quotes from each of the 12 books. 'Just as those who try to block your progress along the straight path of reason will not be able to divert you from principled action, so you must not let them knock you out of your good will towards them. Rather you should watch yourself equally on both fronts, keeping not only a stability of judgement and action but also a mild response to those who try to stop you or are otherwise disaffected. To be angry with them is no less a weakness than to abandon your course of action and capitulate in panic. Both amount equally to desertion of duty – either being frightened into retreat, or setting yourself at odds with your natural kinsmen and friends.'BOOK 11 – 9BUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeLove Scripted show, @ Call and response, ACTA Bristol 30th May 2024https://acta-bristol.com/whats-on/call-response/THE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogy This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

What is my directing mind to me? What am I turning it into now, what use am I making of it? Is it drained of intelligence? Is it divorced and broken off from society? Is it so interfused and welded to the flesh that it sways with its tides?BOOK 10 – 24If you’re able to, these are ways you can support my workBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogyLove Scripted @ ACTA, Bristol May 30thhttps://acta-bristol.com/whats-on/call-response/#more-24704Piped Piper show @ Southbank Centre, London 31st May – 2nd Junehttps://www.southbankcentre.co.uk/whats-on/family-young-people/pied-piper-hip-hop-family-musical‘Oh no my sandwiches’ Video loopPMA -Persil advert This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Look then at what is happening now. Only the intelligent creatures have forgotten the urge to be unified with each other: only here will you have no confluence BOOK 9 - 9.3Based on what I witnessed and experienced, growing up around Horley and Crawley, there was a lot of low-level isms - racism, sexism, classism, homophobia - ism and probably more isms - maybe even Marxism, but I didn’t know what that was until after I’d left the place, and too many people had done alright off of Maggie Thatcher and bought their council houses for that ever to take hold. There was one guy I remember, who was the father of a kid I went to cubs with and a nice man. He had a long beard and wore sandals with his socks; maybe he was a communist lone-wolf, quietly and unsuccessfully trying to lead local workers away from Benidorm, towards a glorious workers revolution. Alas, I digress.  Most of the racism, seemed to me, to take two forms: the first being jokes: which mainly saw Pakistanis, reduced to the P-word and serving as the main ingredient for crass punchlines, sometimes just puns on typical names, sometimes about skin-colour and culture. The P-word would get thrown around a lot, and was often just a lazy, very ignorant, catch-all term for brown and also darker-skinned people in general, not just limited to Asians: this could include people from Greek, Turkish, middle eastern or Portuguese backgrounds, or sometimes it was just aimed solely at Muslims. Perhaps this was relative to the area I grew up in, as Crawley had large Indian and Pakistani communities. It also had a big Irish community, and there were plenty of jokes about them too.Some of these jokes were fairly innocuous, some were plain nasty, and sometimes they weren’t even jokes, it would just be the P-word hurled casually out of a car window, speeding passed some ordinary person just going about their day.The second form would take the lazy parroting of thought-lacking negative tropes, to diagnose broader social-ills, like immigrants our taking our jobs etc. I heard these sorts of ones quite a lot. My guess was, looking back, that a lot of these statements, or accusations, were sometimes made out of fear - fear of losing something, like employment, or identity, but more often than not, like the above jokes, were made innocuously and in ignorance, with very little thought given to the consequences of saying those things.When I was in cadets, I once got caught telling a P-word joke to another kid, and was made to stand-up by the commanding officer, in front of the group and given a severe bollocking. He was a white guy, but he was really angry about it, and fair enough, though I meant nothing by it, I learned my lesson. I remember feeling ashamed, and wished I hadn’t said it. I certainly wasn’t thinking about what the kid sat in ear-shot of me, who was from a Sri-Lanken background, might be thinking or feeling.There was a third and much nastier form too, which from what I saw, was a lot rarer, but I encountered a few people who would probably fit into this category – and that is those who actually believed in the supremacy of white people, but more relevantly, had a severe hatred of those that weren’t them. That also included gay people, Jews and the Irish. There was a pub in Crawley which I forget the name of, which me and my mates would often drive passed, which had a reputation for housing BNP meetings; we never went in to validate those claims, we just knew to stay well away. The couple of people who I came across, who would fit into this category, were as you might imagine, pretty scary. There was occasionally one or two of them in the pubs I’d drink in; and there were always stories that accompanied them - doing jail-time in this prison or that, or running with the Chelsea hooligan firms in the 80’s. One of them had a spiders-Webb tatoo on his forehead. Again, just steered well clear of them.Though Horley was predominately white, Crawley was a lot more ethnically mixed, as was the friendship group I grew up with; and I’m all the better for it. We naturally learned things about one another and absorbed aspects of each other cultures. When I first met my wife, who is Goan, she was pleasantly surprised that I knew a little bit about her very nuanced culture. My oldest friend from school is from a proud Goan family, and I knew other Goan families in the area too, as we all went to school and church together. That definitely won me some brownie points with her; no pun intended; but amusing none the less.Of course we didn’t all grow-up the same, and our experiences would’ve varied, especially when it come to any sort of discrimination; but we all had lots in common. Went to the same schools, wore the same clothes, listened to the same music, worked the same jobs, had to avoid the same rude-boys trying to shake you down in the underpass and on the trains, and the same wide-boys looking to fight anyone that accidently stepped on their loafers in the pubs. Regardless of our differences, we came-up together.The other isms, typically tended to involve making sexist comments towards women, or referring to them as birds, middle class kids calling working-class kids townies, which later morphed into the more pernicious chavs. Middle class kids just tended to be referred to as posh, sometimes followed by the C-Word. Depending on who I was with, and where I was, I was one or the other; chav or posh, I could never figure it out; trapped in some undefined class-purgatory; like a dull lesson in school where nothing gets learned. Pun intended.As I got older, I began to develop a very basic understanding of how politics worked in the UK – broadly meaning, I got as far as working out that Labour was left-wing and Torries were right-wing, this also coupled with other simplistic notions of social issues, like classism, racism and sexism, and things like history – understanding that Britian was a colonial power and their involvement in the slave trade. All contributing towards my ideas of what discrimination is, and what pernicious forms it can take, and the different groups it can target. I would much later come to realise, that my understanding was grounded in an idea of liberalism, and stiving towards equality. Though I didn’t know a great deal about politics and society etc (and would sometimes get very frustrated by this lack of knowledge) I considered myself left-wing. Though generally speaking, it was an affluent area, Surrey and Sussex, but I could see the effects of poverty around me. My family didn’t have a lot of money growing up, so I thought things like the NHS and social security were important, and every now and again, Mum and Dad would school me on things like this. They listened to Radio 4 and encouraged me to read books, which is probably where the posh slur came from, as that was seen as a middle-class thing. And of course, we were also Catholic - for us, there was a duty to help those less-fortunate, even if we ourselves didn’t have much.Leaning left, felt like the right to do; no pun intended. I knew people who went either way; but I also knew a lot of people who just didn’t care for politics. Though Crawley was pre-dominantly working-class, or upper-working-class, there were lots of people there who’d done well for themselves- setting up building firms and the like or bought their council houses and got on the property ladder, so they would tend to swing right, but not always. The town often went from Labour to Torries then back again.I was interested in trying to understand how the world worked but had no idea where to start. I began to read books, but when going to the library, or going into a book-shop, I just didn’t know what it was I was looking for; I just had this feeling that I wanted to learn some stuff… whatever that stuff was.From 17, I had a job as an apprentice in an IT firm, where I was left to my own devices a lot. I had access to the internet, which was still a novel thing for me, and via a Drum and Bass message board that I wasted a lot of time posting on, I found another message board, which would put-up political content. This is where I first learnt what the word subversive meant. At the time, the UK had just gone to war in Iraq and I remember feeling quite strongly against it, probably influenced by the stuff I was reading, but also many people I knew were against it. It didn’t feel right, and of course, they lied about the weapons and that. However, I was conflicted, as I’d also spent a few years in Marine Cadets and at one point, when I sensed I weren’t going to achieve much at school, I was all-set on joining the Army (easier-going than the Marines.) Through cadets, I probably knew of people who went out there to serve; it was a job after-all, and I had a little bit of appreciation for what they were doing and how dangerous it was. I also didn’t like the way some elements of the more middle-class left, would demonise soldiers, who were often working-class; just for doing a job.Though there was no way on God’s earth, I was ever going to swap my Nike Air’s for sandals, at some point I figured out what Capitalism was. With the irony fully lost on me, I decided it was a bad thing. Using my generous 30% discount from working in huge-retail-chain-store HMV, I went into huge-retail-chain-store Waterstones, who were owned by an even an even huge-er-parent-company; I bought some more books by the likes of Michael Moore, and another one about the Bush Administration rigging the election in America; further solidifying my slant-left. I was finding causes which evoked feelings in me; which at the time of reading felt right, no pun intended. This was even followed by a stint of using a biro to write pseudo-radical messages in public karzis about TV-brainwashing us, and McDonalds-eating-greedy-Americans exploiting everyone. I’d graduated from the fine-art school of Millwall Run From No-one and a crap-tag called Luna, to full-blown political sloganeering.I

Greetings, bonjour, what's happeningThis week, I look at a quote form Book 8 of Marcus Aurelius's Mediitations, talking about computer games and not ever completing themOn Eating That MarshmallowIn the constitution of the rational being I can see no virtue that counters justice: but I do see the counter to pleasure – self-control.BOOK 8 – 39If you’re able to, these are ways you can support my workRomeo & Julliet@ Polka Theatrehttps://polkatheatre.com/event/romeo-and-juliet/THE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogyBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcree This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjour, what's happening?Welcome to Lager Time.This week's episode is called On Good Help vs Bad help, and is inspired by a quote from book 7 of Meditations by Marcus Aurelius EnjoyBUY-ME-A-LAGER - https://ko-fi.com/paulcreeThe Suburban Book: - https://paulcree.co.uk/shop/thesuburbanRomeo & Julliet @ Polka Theatrehttps://polkatheatre.com/event/romeo-and-juliet/ This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjour, whatt’s happening? This week's episode I get stuck into a quote from book 6 of Medittaions of Marcus Aurelius, it's called On the Good CatholicsEnjoyRomeo & Julliet@ Polka Theatrehttps://polkatheatre.com/event/romeo-and-juliet/BUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogy This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happeningWelcome to Lager Time, legions of lager-lites, grab your tins, your bottles and your pints. My name is Paul Cree and this is my little podcast and blog where I share bits of my writing: stories, poems, thoughts, sometimes music etc.So what’s been happening? A fair bit. Last week I was in rehearsals for a theatre show, Romeo & Julliet at the Polka Theatre in Wimbledon. It’s a modern retelling, set in Merton, and is all done through live music - Rap, beatbox, singing, guitar and a loop-station. The show opens this Saturday and is aimed at young people, between 9-12 but there should be something for all the family in it. There’s over 26 songs in the show that I have to learn, as well as almost a hundred ques that I need to remember. I’m one of the understudies but will be performing between the 10th – 14Th April, much later in the run. Alongside that, it’s my usual work with Dream Arts and Fourth Monkey Drama School.Before I get round to introducing the next piece in this little Meditations series, I wanted to hark back to the intro post for this latest season (and also the reason why I started this latest series) where I took about reading books, to chat a little bit about what I’ve been reading, as I suppose it’s relevant. I tend to have a couple of books on the go at one time, one fiction and one non-fiction or light-ish  book.I recently finished ploughing my way through Mister Good Times, which is the autobiography of soul DJ Norman Jay, the man behind the Good Times sound system. It was a decent read as it charts the development of lots of the music that came out of London from the 70’s onwards. The book was given to me as a birthday gift, from a good pal of mine, Richard Purnell, who himself is a writer (and wrote one of my favourite blogs about old books with the old dick and balls scibbled in them) Richard has recently started his own Substack blog, which you can find a link to HERE or in the notes of the podcast.So in that Norman Jay book, when he talks about his younger years, getting into football and the like, he mentions reading these Skinhead books by a writer called Richard Allen. The way he talked about them, was that at the time they were some kind of street phenomenon, lots of working-class teens were reading these books; which took my interest. Last month, whilst having a few beers with my two oldest brothers and a few of their old mates, one of them, Dom, by chance was telling me he was re-reading all those Skinhead books. He consequently sent me a link to a BBC documentary from back in the 90’s, about the books and the writer, Richard Allen, who seemingly no one knew much about, and was pretty far removed from that culture, yet, he wrote a boat-load of these cult classics, which have become collectors items. So I’m currently reading the first, Skinhead, and it’s alright. There’s a lot of violence, racism, and sexism - the main character and his mates are horrible, it pulls no punches in that regard, but if it’s a snapshot of those times, even if it’s somewhat exaggerated, then I think it plays a part. I certainly don’t find myself rooting for this main character, he’s an anti-hero in that respect – but I’m enjoy it. It reminds me of a lot of Irvine Welsh books, many of which I’ve read, or that BBC film Made in Britain that Skinnyman sampled on his first album Council Estate of Mind. I wonder if all those people were influenced by these books.Aside from Skinhead, I’m ploughing my way through a book I first read a couple of years ago, called New Class War by Michael Lind, which came out in 2020 I think, if you want to get a good understanding of the political climate of the last few years in the UK and the US it’s well worth a read. And I’ve also been reading a book by the comedian Rob Becket, off the back of other comedians’ books - Romesh Ranganathan and Geoff Norcott. All of which make me a laugh a lot more when reading what they’ve written, than they do when they perform their stand-up; I’ve no idea why that is.So, continuing with these pieces I’ve been writing, inspired by the 12 books of Mediations by Marcus Aurelius, this week I get stuck into a quote from Book 5 and it’s called On Mad Skills vs Try Hard. Almost half-way through this series, hope you’re enjoying it as much as I am.As ever, if you like this odd little niche thing that I’m doing over here, please recommend it to a mate, and if you fancy whipping the wallet out, you can make a donation on my Ko-Fi account, Buy-Me-A-Lager – there’s a few copies left of my first book the Suburban, which you can grab on my website alongside a couple of other bits – then of course there’s some music on Spotify, Apple, and videos on You Tube and all that caperKeep it Larger   Peas and tatersPaulBUY-ME-A-LAGER - https://ko-fi.com/paulcreeThe Suburban Book: - https://paulcree.co.uk/shop/thesuburbanRomeo & Julliet @ Polka Theatrehttps://polkatheatre.com/event/romeo-and-juliet/Richard Purnell is Writing - By The Factory Wall (Richard Purnell) – Why a Kindle is Not for Mehttps://richardpurnell.org/2011/04/23/why-a-kindle-is-not-for-me/Mister Good Times – Norman Jay MBEhttps://www.waterstones.com/book/mister-good-times/norman-jay/9780349700670Skinhead Farewell – Richard Allen DocumentaryMade In Britain Filmhttps://www.imdb.com/title/tt0084287/Skinnyman – Council Estate of MindOn reading Books – Paul Creehttps://cree.substack.com/p/on-reading-booksOn Mad Skills vs Try HardThey cannot admire you for your intellect. Granted – but there are many other qualities of which you cannot say, ‘but that is not the way I am made’. So display those virtues which are wholly in your own power – integrity, dignity, hard-word, self-denial, contentment, frugality, kindness, independence, simplicity, discretion, magnanimity. Do you not see how many virtues you can already display without any excuse of lack of talent or aptitude? And yet you are still content to lag behind. Or does the fact that you have no inborn talent oblige you to grumble, to scrimp, to toady, to blame your poor body, to suck up, to brag, to have your mind in such turmoil? No, by heaven, it foes not! You could have got rid of all this long ago, and only be charged – if charge there is – with being rather slow and dull of comprehension. And yet even this can be worked on – unless you ignore or welcome your stupidity. BOOK 5 - 5Back in the mid-nineties there was this striker at Millwall called Chris Malkin. I remember we signed him from Tranmere, after we got relegated from what was then Division 1, I think, which is now the Championship, I think. He was a target-man, very tall - scored the majority of his goals with his head, of course. I don’t remember him being prolific, but he would get ten to fifteen goals a season.To me, he didn’t play or look like a professional footballer. What is a professional footballer even meant to look like?... to a twelve year old at least; but to me back then he looked about 50, like he should be wearing some cheap ill-fitting suit, cheerily teaching science in a secondary school to a load of dis-interested mouthy twelve year-olds, constantly mugging him off - This gangly awkward guy, with dark hair that jumped with all the grace of a giraffe on a bouncy castle; at least that is how I remember him. But the main thing I remember thinking about Chris Malkin, was: how is this geezer a professional footballer?Here’s the thing, making that statement would suggest he was shit, he wasn’t. He was an effective striker at that level, who had a decent career in the lower leagues. I think for my simple young mind, to be a pro, and a striker at that, you needed to have loads of mad skills. As in overhead kicks, multiple stepovers, taking on ten players and scoring hattricks (not that Millwall ever had anyone like that… except maybe Christophe Kinet, the smoking Belgian) – all the while looking like you’re the popular kid in school that gets all the chicks, like the smoking Belgian Christophe Kinet.There were a couple of kids I knew growing up, who I remember as being amazing players: too good for the playground, too good for the school team and too good for the local teams – they both got on the books at professional clubs, Crystal Palace and Southampton I think  - but never quite made it as pro’s. How?! I remember thinking, they’ve got mad skillsI never quite understood it, because when we are at school, what these kids could do with a football was out of this world, so it often made make me ponder If these kids mad skills aren’t mad-skills enough - how much in the way of mad-skills do you need to make it as a pro?!Much later in life, in my early twenties, there was another guy I played 5-a side with, who’d played non-league for a stint. He was amazing, so much so that our main tactic was – just give the ball to Matt, and he would ping goals in from impossible angles, using both feet, whenever he felt like it. I believe he got as far the reserves for a sixth-tier side, but never even made it at that level; so, again, I’d think How much mad-skill do you need to make it as a pro??? And what is the average mad-skill level of a pro? Insane skill???Not until many years later, did I start to think, that maybe there is a bit more too it than just being technically brilliant with a  football at your feet. Obviously, just not to me.There’s that famous Alex Ferguson quote, which goes something like ‘Hard work will always overcome natural talent when natural talent does not work hard enough.’Now the case of Chris Malkin, I’ve no idea if this is true or not, but I imagine he was on that training pitch early every day, putting a 1000% into every drill, following every instruction exactly, attending every charity appearance or children’s ward trip at Christmas, boots always clean, performing every task to perfection. And a cursory glance on-line, tells me he’s running his own physio-therapy practise, which would suggest he would’ve had to undergo training for

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happening?Welcome to Lager Time, legions of lager-lites, grab your tins, your bottles and your pints. My name is Paul Cree and this is my little podcast and blog where I share bits of my writing, stories, poems, thoughts, sometimes music; I don’t get out that much these days, outside of my work, so this is my little outlet for the creative things I like to do.And so onto this week’s piece itself, continuing with the Meditations theme, this week’s piece is based on a quote from Book 4 where I talk about why I didn’t like Grime.Keep it Larger Than LifePeas and tatersPaulLINKSDream Arts - https://www.dreamarts.org.ukPictures from Devon show - https://doorsteparts.co.uk/scratch-share-night/Romeo & Julliet @ Polka Theatre Tickets - https://polkatheatre.com/event/romeo-and-juliet/BUY-ME-A-LAGER - https://ko-fi.com/paulcreeThe Suburban Book: - https://paulcree.co.uk/shop/thesuburban This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happening?Welcome to Lager Time, legions of lager-lites, grab your tins, your bottles and your pints. So this weeks episode is called On Bull-Shit Detection and is written in response to a quote from Book 3 of Marcus Aurelius’ Meditations’ in case you’ve not got the memo about what I’m doing over here. Hope you enjoy itLINKSRomeo & Julliet @ the Polka - https://polkatheatre.com/event/romeo-and-juliet/Lakeisha Lynch-Stevens - https://www.instagram.com/lakeishals/?hl=enConrad Murray - https://www.instagram.com/rodium/?hl=enBeats & Elements - https://twitter.com/BeatsElementsIf you’d like to support my work the best thing you can probably do is introduce it to someone who you think might like it, as weird and niche as this little thing is. Alternatively, you can make a donation on KO-FI, or BUY-MY-BOOK – The Suburban – plays I co-wrote with Beats & Elements – Hip Hop Theatre Anthology or just stream my music or watch the videos or whatever; you know the coo.www.paulcree.co.ukHave a banging weekendKeep it Larger than lifePeas and tatersPaul  This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happening?Welcome to Lager Time, legions of lager-lites, grab your tins, your bottles and your pints. .So onto this week’s episode; where I’ve written a little thing based on a quote from Book 2 of Marcus Aurelius’ Meditations  - it’s called On Moaning, Self-Loathing and Pointing the Finger. Hope you enjoyIn the meantime, if you’d like to support my work the best thing you can probably do is introduce it to someone who you think might like it. Alternatively you can make a donation on KO-FI, or BUY-MY-BOOK – The Suburban – there’s only a few copies left of this, or the book of plays I co-wrote – Hip Hop Theatre Anthology or just stream my music or watch the videos or whatever; you know the coo.That’s it for the update, hope you enjoy the piece.Have a banging weekend.Peas and tatersPaulBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogy This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Meditations Book 1 – On the Sport of Football SupportGreetings, bonjour, what’s happening?Welcome to Lager Time, this here, the first episode of 2024.I hope your festive period shenanigans were all good? Lager consumed and laughs had.Today's main course, Marcus Aurelius and his tasty little book of mediations. I tried to explain what I’m doing with this in the previous episode before Christmas. So I looked at a particular quote from Book 1 for this, went away and wrote a thing entitled On The Sport of Football Support. Now, upon listening back I released there was an error in it. The infamous play-off riot against Birmingham was in 2002, how could I forget it?!I hope you enjoy this episode and the following ones; I’m enjoying writing them.Keep it Larger than life in 2024.Peas and tatersPaulCene Magazine interviewBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeIf you’re able to, these are some ways you can support my workBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogySTREAM TOAST IN THE MACHINE EPhttps://paulcree.hearnow.com/toast-in-the-machine This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

 ON READING BOOKSAn introduction to the next season on Lager timeGreetings, bonjour, what’s happening.Lager Lites of Lager Land Unite.The day I’m writing this is December 12th, 2023. It’s raining outside and there’s a load of soggy cardboard waiting to be recycled; sounds a little bit like the current Man United squad. I’m pretty sure in the run-up too, and the then run-down of Christmas, this collapsed-cardboard exhibition sitting by my bins, is only going to increase; unless the bin-truck livens-up and relieves me of said cardboard before the January transfer window. Such trivialities pre-occupy my mind on a regular basis, nagging away, nagging away, but why? More on my attempts to wrestle with that in a bit…So I’ve been pretty busy these last few weeks since I put the final episode out of Young Unprofessional. The drama and music project I co-run throughout the year, with Dream Arts, in London, is this Thursday doing our now annual end-of year Christmas sharing at Marylebone Theatre, where we show the first part of the next piece we’re developing; which is the third show now; so there’s been lots going on with that project.I did a really fun gig at the Alley Pally a few weeks back (second time I’ve been performed there this year.) with two beatboxers: ABH and Native the Creative, who I know from Beatbox Aacadmey. It was in support of the final show on The Streets’ latest tour. We were only based in the food court there, but it was pretty rammed-out, and we were told at one point, we had more people watching us than the official support act on the main stage. I was on rap duties, and a smattering of percussion, while the other two handled the beats. Had a banging time, mate.Aside from that, and a few other workshops, I’ve been in my little home studio getting my nut-down studying, in preparation for (hopefully) starting to take on some voice-over work. It’s been something I’ve been looking to do for the last couple of years and I’ve been slowly improving my recording-set up and learning a lot more about that side of things. It’s an investment, but I need something else to bring the reddies in, beyond what I’ve been doing, sometimes I still don’t know how I’ve managed to keep it all going this long. Doing Lager Time has been really helpful in that voice learning process, as I get to try things out hereMeditations on MeditaionsSomething else I’ve been doing throughout this year is collecting quotes from the various books I’ve been reading. Which leads me nicely onto the next little season (if you like) of Lager Time, which will be me writing little response pieces, to various quotes from Marcus Aurelius’ Meditations; you can consider this an introduction of sorts.I’ve been reading books, regularly since my late teens, mainly non-fiction but not always. I didn’t used to enjoy reading, I didn’t have the patience for it (and sometimes still don’t) and perhaps saw it as an overstretched tentacle, emanating from my school into my bedroom, prodding me to read some dry book, for which I was supposed to write some muggy essay about, and probably never did; then felt ashamed about not doing it; so swerved books. Maybe.What I have always had, though, is a ferocious curiosity about all sorts of things. Fused with a frustration and often anger, that there’s all sorts of things that I don’t understand, it drove me to read books; but on my own terms.Something my dad pointed out to me when I was about 14 (and averse to reading books) – was that I was consuming as much information as I could: on Millwall, football in general and then later, music. Be it teletext, magazines and newspapers, radio, TV shows, asking people questions all the time, etc. All of which, in a sense is reading.  When I did eventually get going with reading books; I thought this is alright, mate, in fact, I loved it (but it’s been a fractious relationship, I can tell you that)Over the years, I’ve built up a reading habit that’s almost become a ritual for me and I get anxious if I miss it. Sometimes I look forward to travelling on trains, buses, aeroplanes, just because it’s a good chance to read, and I find that something in the motion of travelling helps me get into it.  As mentioned, I do have a fractious relationship with reading, though, as I’m often in a state of what I can only describe as ‘fizziness,’ which makes reading challenging. It’s probably not that noticeable, unless you’re sat next to me and my leg is constantly shaking, or I’m beatboxing or tapping-out beats, but mentally, it’s like there’s a skip-load of that popping-candy in my head, packed full of e-numbers, popping-off all over the gaff. It makes concentrating very difficult at times, and I’m very easily distracted, by pretty-much anything, like the bin-trucks coming; which is probably why I didn’t get on with school. Sometimes, I might be calm and fairly focused but then I get excited by something I’m reading, which then sets everything off in my nut, like 3am in a 90’s nightclub; when a DJ pulls a banger out.In case you’re wondering, I did earlier this year, after a very long process, get a diagnosis of ADHD, at 39 years old. Now I know these days, every prick has got some diagnosis or other, and I’m sceptical about exactly what ADHD is, and what seems like a whole industry around it, for something that’s very vague and hard to define; but it did make me examine my own behaviours. Incidentally, one of the other books I read this year, which was really helpful in all that, which I’ve taken loads of quotes from, is Gabor Matte’s The Myth of Normal. Maybe I’ll get into all that caper another time….Reading books can sometimes take a long-time, especially if it’s a subject matter that requires a lot of thought. I get pissed-off when writers are overly verbose or use Latin and French phrases or figures of speech. My instantaneous reaction is straight to anger; cussing-out the writers for showing-off, or that they’ve deliberately written it in a way to makes it difficult for pricks like me, struggling with it. Or I just use a dictionary or Google or whatever, to look-up the meanings of the bits I don’t understand, then forget what I read about ten minutes later; which leads me nicely to the next bit on this little journey.At some point last year, I realised that so much of what I was reading, just wasn’t going in, or it was, but only temporarily. I felt like I was missing out on wisdom or something. I started taking photos and keeping a file of bits that I liked, and I did that for a while until I got obsessed with it and realised, I wasn’t making use of any of those quotes, I was just wasting memory on my phone. So I started underlining stuff as I was going along, and then quickly got obsessed with doing that and began underlining almost everything, to the point where the On Liberty book I was reading, earlier this year, is just covered in biro, now rendering some of the pages unreadable.So the next step, was to systemically go through and start typing up these quotes, and keeping a file for each book, which I eventually divided into chapters with reference numbers, filling-up pages in a Word doc just covered in quotes.Typing up the quotes is a long process, and sometimes I get disheartened, wondering why on earth I’m doing this, but it does help me process the information and the rhythmic act of typing, can sometimes help to counter-act the fizziness with something a bit more calm and stable; like swapping the Red Bull and Haribo in your lunch-box, for an Evian and an apple. Not always though….Currently, I’ve got three different books that I’ve ploughed through and collected quotes from and I’m going to start with Meditations; which is full of goodness, kinda wished I’d known about it when I was younger. I can’t even remember now, how is it I got into reading about Stoicism and Marcus Aurelius’, probably just another rabbit-hole I found myself down in a state of fizziness but realised there’s good some pretty good stuff in it all.My plan at the moment, is to write one piece for each of the 12 books that make up Mediations, there’s a lot of quotes to choose from. I’ve written one so far, but I’d like to build up a few pieces before I start putting them out on here. No idea what I’ll do after that, maybe tackle On Liberty, which I’ve been thinking about. You can expect to hear from me probably in the new year, but who knows, maybe sooner, depends If I can get this vocal booth up that I’m meant to be building, with my less than basic building skills.Thanks for sticking with it this year, and supporting what I do, even if you subscribed just because you know me, or some algorithm suggested it and you’ve no idea what the faaack this is; I don’t really know either; but I apricate the time it takes to listen or read.Whatever it is you’re doing, I hope you’re safe in the world and moving forwards.Have a banging Christmas and New YearKeep it larger than lifePeas and tatersPaulIf you’re able to, these are ways you can support my workTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogySTREAM TOAST IN THE MACHINE EPhttps://paulcree.hearnow.com/toast-in-the-machineBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcree This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com

Easy! If you enjoy this and would like to support my work, you can subscribe to this and or make a dontion on Ki Fi - BUY-ME-A-LAGER https://ko-fi.com/paulcree Greetings, bonjour, what’s happening Welcome to Lager Time, fellow patrons of the Lager Nation, as we unwind, we let the lager flow and free our collective minds, or some such bollox.Yes indeed. Apologies for the short absence, these last few weeks I didn’t quite anticipate it being this long but here we are, such is life. I am at times, a little disorganised but I’ve also been pretty busy. There’s been a lot of back and forth to London, days at a time, meaning I’m away for my little home studio, there’s been a couple of funerals, two weeks in a row, which have both been on Friday’s, which is normally my day for putting the podcast out; so I’m sure you’ll understand,So what have I been doing? Couple of weeks back, I had the pleasure of working at the Battersea Arts Centre, a place which I’ve done lots of stuff over the last 14 years, mate. It was the place I first got involved in theatre, had my first professional performing jobs, as well my first jobs, my first assistant roles doing workshop, met Conrad Murray etc etc.So I was back working with the almighty Beatbox Academy (who I’ve worked with, on and off, for many years.) It was the opening week for their latest show, Pied Piper, which is a re-telling of the classic-story, as hip hop musical, sounds it’s all beats, bars, and a lot of singing and some pretty sublime harmonies and melodies. All the sounds are made on stage, by the cast and it’s pretty damn good.Conrad Murray, who is the creator of the show and co-director with Ria Parry. Con is a good pal of mine, we set up Beats & Elements together (ten years ago now) – and I know all the cast too, some of which are good friends of mine. Yes I’m biased, but the show is a banger, mate! Fun for all the family.The whole run sold-out and it’s had some really good reviews so far, and it now goes on tour, next stop Canterbury if you’re down there. So there’s a part of the show, which involves some of the younger members of the academy, which I was co-leading on. It was fun, got to go on stage twice a day, to packed out audiences who were having a great time. It was a fun week.I also stepped-up and performed at the Anti-Slam, which is a tongue-in-cheek, satirical take on a poetry slam. It was at the very cool Pleasence Theatre in London. The night itself was really fun, my bit could’ve gone better to be honest. I really enjoyed writing it, learning it, but I don’t think it landed that well on the night. Oh well, sometimes you try these things. I think also, some of the other acts were simply very good. Large up Kareem Parkins Brown who won on the night, and was very entertaining.I also this week passed my driving test, so well done me. First time and all that. 40 years old, mate. Think I got a bit lucky. Means I’ve got get a little motor now, and generally become a bit more useful to my wife and my family. Which is good, I hopeAlright, so, onto this week’s little Young Unprofessional piece. It’s the final piece in this first little foray into doing this stuff. Just Another Day(Te) – little wordplay there. I managed to sneakily record it on Tuesday but my little doggies were making a lot of noise which you may hear on the recording. I’ve enjoyed doing this, I don’t know if anyone else has, but you know, I’m only dong this because I like doing it. I want to take a bit of time and go back through them, look at the form of it, so what I can do more of etc etc.  I’ve got a few older pieces in the Reece character which I might record and put out, for posterity purposes. But well see, mate. As ever, everything on here is a work-in-progress, like my Anti-Slam gig, some things work, some don’t, that’s the game mate.In the meantime, I’ve been slowly adding old poems and lyrics, complete with video or audio, onto my website if you fancy taking a look - https://paulcree.co.uk/lyricsandpoemsSome more links below to support my work (or in the podcast description)That’s it for nowI’ll be back with something, probably in a couple of weeks timeKeep it Larger than lifePeas and tatersPaulIf you’re able to, these are ways you can support my workTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogySTREAM TOAST IN THE MACHINE EPhttps://paulcree.hearnow.com/toast-in-the-machineBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcreeSHOW LINKSPiped Piper @ The Gulbenjier, Canterbury Dec 6th 10thhttps://thegulbenkian.co.uk/events/pied-piper/Kareem Parkins Brown – Poethttps://www.instagram.com/parkinsbrown/Conrad Murrayhttps://www.conradmurray.org/Just Another Day(te)So we’d agreed Thursday for the date with Alice. Date. Can’t believe I’m saying that, what happened to just, having a drink? Going a drink? Anyway, it was a Thursday. ‘ave that Stuart, a Thursday, priorities, mate! Be At One cocktail bar in Holborn. Despite vowing to not tell anyone, I told pretty much everyone; which totals about seven people. Such as to say, whilst I was making my way there, I received three text messages all wishing me good luck. Even Diane from work sent me one?! Diane… was she hinting at… na.Do people do that before someone goes on a date, though? Surely for some cosmopolitan young twenty something Londoner, especially a geezer, who probably does this type of thing all time all the time, they don’t get those sorts of messages, do they? It was hard not to read too much into those texts. It felt as if they’re were saying ‘Reece, we don’t know how this has happened, or how desperate this person is, but you’re going on a date, good luck, son, you’ll need it’-  but it did make me realise I probably shouldn’t have told anyone, probably. I was a bit embarrassed, I don’t like drawing attention to myself like that, it’s to exposing.  Even Gary sent me a good luck message, of sorts. It said ‘Do the business, mate, you can’t be a nonce your whole life.’ He meant well.I went straight from work. Got changed in the carzi. Took off my work shirt, and changed into a long-sleeved blue one that I’d bought in Topman. Kept, my work trousers and shoes on. I guess I looked kind of smart? It was about as smart as I’d get. Ideally, I’d least have the Air Max on, and maybe a Lacoste polo, letting her know I’ve got the street-geezer edge, little bit hip hop little bit football casual, but I was worried this bar would have a dress-code. Fucking dress codes. I didn’t want to be late, so I got there early, like really early, and walked over to the bar. I don’t normally go in cocktail bars, only really when I’m on dates, or birthday parties. I don’t really go on dates, and don’t have that many mates, so I don’t really go in cocktail bars; unless it’s some work doo. Basically, I don’t go in cocktail bars. I looked inside and it was packed full of young 20’s and 30’s types. Some in couples, some in groups, some looking like the post-work crowd; still boozing. I figured it was too early to go in, especially on my ones, so I bopped round to The Crown, safer-ground, where I’d met that prick Stuart Simmons a few weeks before; he who put me onto this Gumtree online dating caper. It’d come full circle.‘Look at me now Stuart, I’ve made it, I’m on a date, you can’t laugh at me now… and I’ve still got your Spiderman Game on the PS1! I’m gonna make love to this girl with that on in the background, on pause, just looping around. And what, bruv?!’He’s a prick, but I guess he had done something good here. Alice seems really nice, from the computer anyway. And she’s a teacher, with like, a proper job, a career. I’m probably out of depth here. There was a lot at stake. I was excited, and nervous, and anxious; I’d been thinking about it all day, all week. I pretty much did nothing back at work, which is only slightly less than what I normally do.I got a pint of that Alpine lager in, told myself I had time to kill, so sip it slow. Yea. Something else must’ve kicked in and overrode that internal command, because I did it in about four gulps; without even noticing. It’s like I couldn’t help myself, like my right hand was a magnet to the glass and my elbow was automated to go up and down and I didn’t know where the off-button was. It just goes down to easy. I was trying to read a copy of the Metro on the table, but no words were going into my brain. Just staring a picture of Frank Lampard celebrating a goal for Chelsea. I wonder what Frank Lampard would be doing in my position.All I could think about were various scenarios of me impressing Alice, with my suave free-spirit-creative-vibes, but with the coating of a geezer who’s got a bit about him. Not some posh kid who writes poetry on a tree-protest. Obviously. She needed to know that I was good guy, but I weren’t no melt, like Stuart Simmons, or any of his London mates.Three pints later and I had half-an hour before we were due to meet. I was gassed-up and already fizzing with that lager buzz, feeling good but also like I shouldn’t have drunk all that booze, a few burps slipping-out, worried that I might’ve already crossed that threshold, when talk just goes into turbo breeze and I’m just spouting hot air, like a malfunctioning kettle close to boiling point or more like implosion.I slipped in to the carzy for a Pat Cash and a sneaky spray of a Hugo Boss miniature, that I’d bought off Kemal from work, he had a load of them so I bought a set; some mate of his that worked in Duty Free or something; was getting job-lots of them. Whilst I was washing my hands, I noticed the jonny machine. Up until that point, the thought of banging, sleeping together, hadn’t even occurred to me. I’d been pretty much entirely focused on hoping she was cool, whilst not making a complete dickhead out of myself, which I was at permanent risk of doi

Greetings, bonjour, what’s happeningThis week’s Young Unprofessional will be the penultimate one for a bit, so I can sit down, have a look back through it and see where I want to go next with it. There’s some more older stuff which I’ve found in the last week, which I’d like to put on here at somepoint. Anyway, this week Reece gets sent on a Time Management course at work, and is then inspired to document his working-day.EnjoyDon’t forget to subscribe and all that, and if you think a mate might like it, let ‘em know. Check the links at the bottom for other ways to support my workHave a banging weekendPeas and tatersPaulLINKSAnti-Slam @ Pleasence, Islington 31.10.23 Thttps://www.pleasance.co.uk/event/anti-slamPaula Varjack – Writer and performance artisthttp://www.paulavarjack.com/Dan Simpson – poet and writerhttps://www.dansimpsonpoet.co.uk/Nial O’Sullivan – Rusty NiallGary W Hartley aka Gary From Leeds (await the second coming)https://medium.com/insectsandthatIf you’re able to, these are ways you can support my workTHE SUBURBAN BOOKMy 1st book collection of stories and poemswww.paulcree.co.uk/shopBeats & Elements: A Hip Hop Theatre Trilogy2 plays I co-wrote plus Denmarked by Conrad Murrayhttps://paulcree.co.uk/shop/beats-and-elements-a-hip-hop-theatre-trilogySTREAM TOAST IN THE MACHINE EPhttps://paulcree.hearnow.com/toast-in-the-machineBUY-ME-A-LAGERhttps://ko-fi.com/paulcree This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cree.substack.com