Sunday, September 30, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Lord Buckley Tribute Returns!!
Sunday September 30, Davis Wilson's “Lord Buckley Runs Wild” + Dean Granros Trio (8:00 p.m, $6).
Davis Wilson, the dapper & hip greeter at the door of the AQ, channels his inner Buckley for this second edition of the live rant. Lord Buckley came to cult prominence in the 1950s with an underground elocution revolution. His elegantly proper manner only accentuated his Love & Mercy philosophical bent, laying down beatnik speechification to the sounds of jazz. Davis Wilson, who has achieved his own underground fame in the basement of the Historic Hamm Building, is a spot-on preserver of the Buckley tradition. Lords and Ladies, you’ll be pleased and flipped to witness the Wilson enchantment, accompanied by musical sorcerers The Dean Granros Trio.
All you lords and ladies, hep cats and cool kitties will be "pleased and flipped" that you made the scene
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Sharkforum this week
I would like to thank the very wonderful poetSimone Muench for featuring some work of mine in her poem of the week series at Sharkforum.
Sunday, September 02, 2007
The Imaginary, The Thamesmen, The Unicyclists
Before anything else, allow me to direct your attention to the Imaginary Press update.
I've been down with flu this weekend, and it's made me grateful for small favors. I would like to express gratitude for whomever scheduled This is Spinal Tap on prime time tv last night when I had energy for nothing else. Also, I'd like to thank the gaggle of unicyclists (is four a gaggle? I'm not trying to exaggerate) riding down my street as I dragged my sorry self back home from the market with my ginger tea this afternoon. It was a surprise.
I've been down with flu this weekend, and it's made me grateful for small favors. I would like to express gratitude for whomever scheduled This is Spinal Tap on prime time tv last night when I had energy for nothing else. Also, I'd like to thank the gaggle of unicyclists (is four a gaggle? I'm not trying to exaggerate) riding down my street as I dragged my sorry self back home from the market with my ginger tea this afternoon. It was a surprise.
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