147 Bleecker St., btw. Thompson & LaGuardia
New York City, New York

7:00 sign-up
7:30 the show starts
$6 at the door
No RSVP needed

Prepare a five-minute story about the most pleasurable form of persuasion: SEDUCTION. While many will conjure stories of human love and romance, please remember that is possible to be seduced by a landscape, a language, or even a pasta sauce.

*Share how you created the circumstances that swayed your target audience.
*Reveal the tricks or magic lines that got you to throw in the towel and surrender to desire.
*Tell us what definitely DIDN'T work. Help us steer clear of your sorry-ass attempts at romantic conquest.

Let us know how you get your mac on. Share your home-brewed aphrodisiacs.

Fawning, doting, calculating. Alcohol.

Strategically placed candles, mix tapes, flowers, grapes and oysters. Fishnets. Briefs. Barry White? Cat and mouse. Hard to get. Easy to get. Come and get.

How it Works:
Starting at 7:00 PM, we'll put the names of all the folks who want to tell a story in a hat. At 7:30 PM, we'll start picking names. Each teller will have 5 minutes to tell his or her tale. After each story, the judges (made up of you, the audience) will confer, and give a score. The teller with the highest score becomes our StorySLAM winner. The winner will compete with the year's other winners in our next GrandSLAM Championship.

Be Forewarned:
The Moth is NOT a venue for readings; it is a venue for tellings. No notes, papers, or cheat sheets allowed. Please email us at [email protected] for our storytelling guidelines. Contestants are judged on sticking to the five-minute time frame, sticking to the theme and having a story that sticks -- one that has a conflict and a resolution.

Story tips:
No standup routines please. The Moth LOVES funny people but requires that all funny people tell funny STORIES.

Steer clear of meandering endings:
Your last line should be clear in your head.

Start in the action and set up the stakes:
'I was just about to say 'I do' when from the back of the church I heard someone call out, 'Not so fast, bingo boy.' I looked back and to my horror recognized Lola, a one-night stand I'd had in Vegas nine months earlier. She looked angry and she was carrying what looked like a newborn baby.'

Official Website: http://www.themoth.org

Added by nikjc on May 26, 2007

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