Ben’s Dreams from Hell, the Rude Mechanicals Duo, my Helmagohater and a reward for knowing the loft dweller.

Another blog from me, you wait months for one to come along then two come right next to each other. There is so much to be mentioned!

Firstly, this Saturday is the final night of the Supernatural exhibition at Hundred Years Gallery. Rude Mechanicals Duo (me & Cos) will be doing an acoustic set with friends, Seven Headed Raven will be playing and there will be low down dirty Tarot reading if you get there early.

During this evening, if you come up to me and whisper the word “Helmagohater” in my left ear, you can have 50% off any of my artworks.

Helmagohater was a secret world I invented as a child. Half was ice and half was fire, and there was a strip down the middle where all the people, plants and animals lived. It was very Lord of the Rings. I was an elfin princess (of course) who rode around on a large white horse doing heroic deeds to stop the invasion of the fire and the ice into the middle land.

Later this month, on the 19th November at The Others, is the Book Launch of Ben Hell’s Dreams from Hell.

For those of you that didn’t know Ben, he was a well known, popular, and some would say notorious, character on the London music scene. He ran Club Hell for many years, playing with bands and putting together strange and wonderful compilations of stories and songs. Dreams from Hell is a book compiling of his dreams, created by his friends. The dreams are laid out alongside beautiful illustrations from his friends; artists illustrators cartoonists and musicians.

The book – cover image (below) by Estelle Riviere – is available to order now from Steve Poulacheris, stevepoulacheris@hotmail.co.uk.

Dreams from Hell book cover, by Estelle Riviere

For those of you that don’t live in London but still manage to read my blogs, I will send you a small present if you can tell me the name of the man that lives in my loft. Filling the space with his pink bulky body…

The winter is coming now, I can feel the cold in my bones. I’m considering hibernation. Bears get to do it, why can’t I?

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