Daily Archives: March 9, 2007

Molten Java

Duende had a great feature in Bethel, CT on Wednesday night. After a LONG drive (coming from Coventry RI and the worst directions I’ve ever gotten from an online service), we made it in plenty of time (glad we left a little early).

The set we did included only one Jim’s Fall poem, “Jim Loses His Grip.” In order:

Getting Ahead
Adolesence (aka “Overnight Elroy”)
Do You Know What It Means
Jim Loses His Grip

These all were bass accompaniment. Then:

Faro’s bass solo
Me solo (“Milk Water Sugar Bread”)

Then, a switch to guitar:

I Need A Guitar
Revisiting Roses and Violets

Back to bass for the closing:

Snakes On a Plane

Afterward, we had a nice question and answer session with the audience, which is a regular part of their reading.

The open mike itself was pretty good too…although I’m still mystified by the itsy-bitsy spider poem. (Had to be there.)

Thanks to the yeoman efforts of a_solitaryman we have a live recording of the night. Thanks also to frequegrl for trucking along for support.

Faro and I have been working hard on a variety of pieces, and I think we’re ready to turn the “Jim’s Fall” CD into a full length. We’re likely going to be re-recording it soon and getting ready to add a bunch of new stuff — look for it soon, and certainly while we’re on tour.

Sorry I missed the Women’s reading last night in Worcester — it would have been my fourth reading this week and I was about poetry-d out. I will attend the reading at That’s Entertainment tomorrow, though…

Over and out for now.


Foreign Policy (rewrite)

because
we like our lettuce
crisp, cold,
and white.

because beef
is what’s for dinner.

because we believe
we like Mexican food
because we’ve made tacos.

because we couldn’t tell
an Apache from an accountant
if we heard them but we still think
we could.

because we miss
riding and roping.

because we haven’t
killed a whale in a while.

because caribbean cruises
don’t take us too far from home.

because it’s ten miles
from here to work
and the train is so
dirty.

because
the night time is
the right time to
turn on the lights
and stay up till dawn.

because some of us
will never have
to learn another language.

because grillz, rims,
scooters, nines,
leathers, bedliners, cowboy hats
and headwraps
are so much fun to sell.

because a desert holds
bones and bike tracks
for a long time.

because
lakes look like postcards.

because
we never have to go
anywhere.

because we can sleep
when we want.

because it is always morning
when we awake.