If you would like to submit some of your original work to appear on thekringe.com we would very much love to have you on the website.
The Kringe endeavours to support both disadvantaged groups of people and individuals, who reside within the county of Cambridgeshire, UK.
Groups such as: Mental illness, Drug addiction, alcoholism, homeless, ex-offenders, immigrants, unemployed, sensory impaired, physically disabled and learning disabled.
Send everything to submit@thekringe.com
Written work. The best way is to attach a word document or equivalent like Open Office to the Email.
Audio. Send us a link to where the audio track is online.
Images. Attach the images to an Email. Or send us a link if you use an image service like http://www.flickr.com/ or picasaweb.google.com
Video. Send us a link to your video. http://www.youtube.com/ is good as we can embed the video clip into the web page.
We also need information and press releases about any up and coming events, plays and art shows in Cambridgeshire.
Please include your name or the name you want to use, any info about your self if you like and a link to your own web page, blog etc if you have one.
All the copyright of anything submitted will always and forever remain with the submitter but we may use your work (not for profit) for advertising The Kringe website with full credit to you.
Send everything to submit@thekringe.com
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Tuesday, 23 June 2009
Wednesday, 10 June 2009
kringe history
I came up with the name ’The Kringe Theatre Company.’ in 2003, along with many other ideas, as a way of interacting with the local mentally ill, or my mates as they’re better known. My arch rival them stole the name off me and started up a production of ’Waiting For Godot’. The director attacked the lead role and broke their arm. He ended up in a medium secure mental hospital and the group disbanded. A few weeks later, Vladimir and Estragon were visiting me and they said they were prepared to carry on with the play regardless. I seized the moment and offered my services to direct them even though I had zero experience of the theatre. After three months of hard work we performed the play, first on the road in the local hospital and day centres, and finally to sell out crowds at a local theatre, with the place packed with psychiatrists and social workers abound.
The play was heralded as a great success and we were treated like demi-gods by the health services. They marvelled at how I managed to motivate a motley crew of manic depressives and schizophrenics, who were permanently high on drink and drugs to work on a project so hard and for so long. Easy, I spent all the box office receipts on crack, and it was administered on a daily basis by our chief medical officer, who is affectionately known as crack head Karl.
Tragically, after the play Vladimir hung themselves for real and it was left to Estragon to discover the body. Within the world of mental illness we loose many kindred spirits to the other side; it’s like playing Russian roulette with a gun that only has four chambers, quite scary when it’s your turn to play.
Life though, is for the living and the show must go on, so we decided our next play would be fun one to do. We opted for Joe Orton’s classic farce ‘What The Butler Saw’ and we couldn’t have chose better. Associates said “It’s too difficult, you’ll never pull it off”, but we did. It may of taken five months of hard labour and a near fatal heroin overdose on the final night, but we finished the show to rapturous applause. I’ve taken some time out from the Kringe but I’m back with a vengeance, so watch this space. Like all bi-polar sufferers I’ve got big plans for the Kringe. Plans that is smarter than the average bear.
The play was heralded as a great success and we were treated like demi-gods by the health services. They marvelled at how I managed to motivate a motley crew of manic depressives and schizophrenics, who were permanently high on drink and drugs to work on a project so hard and for so long. Easy, I spent all the box office receipts on crack, and it was administered on a daily basis by our chief medical officer, who is affectionately known as crack head Karl.
Tragically, after the play Vladimir hung themselves for real and it was left to Estragon to discover the body. Within the world of mental illness we loose many kindred spirits to the other side; it’s like playing Russian roulette with a gun that only has four chambers, quite scary when it’s your turn to play.
Life though, is for the living and the show must go on, so we decided our next play would be fun one to do. We opted for Joe Orton’s classic farce ‘What The Butler Saw’ and we couldn’t have chose better. Associates said “It’s too difficult, you’ll never pull it off”, but we did. It may of taken five months of hard labour and a near fatal heroin overdose on the final night, but we finished the show to rapturous applause. I’ve taken some time out from the Kringe but I’m back with a vengeance, so watch this space. Like all bi-polar sufferers I’ve got big plans for the Kringe. Plans that is smarter than the average bear.
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