Concrete Playground

Story Club has been happening, like so many stories in Sydney do, in a tiny bar in the Inner West. It's been going on for over a year, like the duller of these stories can end up feeling like. But the Story Club stories are good, honest! They've put all the energy they didn't use on making up a name into sourcing the finest tellers and tales, and have ended up with a writing-performance-comedy kind of mash-up that's found itself a definite following.

People, it seems, love stories. And that's really for the best, given that we can't get along without them: we need stories for our history, for making architectural metaphors about communication, so not all pornography is 'Gonzo' style (same for journalism), and generally to explain and to understand. We all hear them; we all tell them — some of them more than others, or so Story Club's story goes.

That One Story scoops up some of the talent from the Sydney Comedy Festival alongside their regular participants and gets them to tell their go-to story, the one you tell when you want to say something good, or you just don't know what to say but you've got to say something. See what Felicity Ward, Dan Ilic, Chaser alums and Penguin Plays Rough readers-aloud say when they get nervous or cute.