I had a really down night last night…not entirely sure why.
I did see “House of Sand and Fog” which might have had something to do with it. Suicides in movies or the news tend to depress me. Can’t imagine why.
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Been reading and listening to people dissect the slams they’ve been in lately.
Not sure what to say about it, other than the obvious:
1. Slammers take themselves WAY too fucking seriously.
2. I think slam is becoming more and more like a Star Trek convention — of interest as a phenomonon only inasmuch as any subculture is, with very little relevance to anything outside, no matter how much the insiders strain to convince themselves and everyone else that it IS relevant.
3. If the majority of slammers who claim to be pissed off at PSI, the poor state of poetry in slams, Def Jam, etc., would simply leave/boycott the institutions, we’d see actual change pretty damn fast. Unfortunately, people get so hooked on “going to Nationals” they don’t see that.
Quick question for all the slammers out there: suppose you took the money you put into traveling to/from NPS, regional bouts, etc., and put it into developing greater outreach in your local communities. How would that be?
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I feel better already.
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In other news…there is no other news.
I’ll be at the Hut tonight for Alixa and Naima. Come say hi.

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