HAVE you ever been told or heard a story about
your family and wondered if it was true or if it had been embellished
over the years?
It is this conundrum that has provided poet and
performer Fergus Evans with the inspiration for his latest show,
Rove.
The piece, which is being staged at the Albany in
Deptford from tonight until March 20, sees Fergus reflect on the
truths and untruths of second hand stories and familial legends as he
remembers a song passed through the generations of his own family
history.
With live folk music performed by Rhiannon
Armstrong, Fergus uses poetry to re-spin a yarn told many times over,
unravelling and exploring old family stories and shows how they
change over time.
It is he tells me, a show for anyone who has ever
tried to untangle a family anecdote, or wished they knew more about
where they came from.
“I think lots of people will relate to the
themes of this show because stories are fundamental to our lives,”
he says.
"Everyone loves them and every family has
some to tell about their ancestors - some will be fascinating, some
mundane and some embellished or altered over the years.
"We use stories to remember and create
relationships with loved ones especially those who aren't there
anymore. It's a way of remembering and learning about our own history
and where we come from."
The idea for the show came from remembering a song
from his childhood.
“When I was about 11 I was in the school choir
and one day I was practising a song," he says.
"My mother told me she had sung it to me when
I was a baby, and it was a song that had come from Ireland and been
passed down through the generations.
“However when I was in my late 20s I found out
it was not a traditional Irish song afterall but something from the
50s.
“So, did my mother just remember it incorrectly?
She was born in 1954 so maybe she heard it on the TV when she was
very young and associated it with an Irish folk band. Or maybe she
just told me something to link back to my grandparents.
"I became fascinated by how stories change
over time and how they are passed down by generations as fact."
Whatever the truth, it was this that got Fergus
thinking about the other tales that had been told him over the years
and as he explored the idea he realised he had the makings of a show.
"I come from a working class background in
the United States and my mother's side were Irish Americans," he
says.
"They were great storytellers so it's a bit
of a family trait and I grew up listening to tales from my family's
past.
“One story I love is that my great grandmother
was courted by the Arch Duke Franz Ferdinand. However a few years ago
my aunt told me it wasn't true!"
Sadly Fergus has no one to tell him either way as
both his parents and grandparents have passed away.
"Although I'll never know now if they are
true or not, what I can do is make those stories my own and enjoy
them," he says.
"I probably won't have children - I’m a
35-year-old gay man - and this was also a real motivator for me to do
the show - what happens to these stories when there is no one to pass
them down to?
"I hope that those who come to see the show
will take them on and tell them to someone else."
Fergus says the process has been a positive one
though he admits it was difficult at times and says he's looking
forward to bringing the show to the Albany where he has been
associate artist for the last 18 months.
"It's been an emotional journey but has also
been absolutely fascinating and I'm hugely excited about coming to
Deptford," he says.
"To complement the show we are going to
create listening posts for people to hear the stories and interviews
I did with people about this which will be fun too.
"The Albany is also the perfect space for the
show. It's an organisation that is interested in the community,
identity and creating the space for real and meaningful
conversations.
"I can't wait!"
Fergus Evans will be at the Albany in Douglas Way,
Deptford from tonight until Friday, March 20. Tickets cost £12 (£10
concessions). Visit www.thealbany.org.uk or call the box office on
020 8692 4446.
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