Open my mouth at open mic?
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So there's an open mic this Thursday night that I'm thinking about going to so I may be posting some more poetry in the next few days for you guys to help me select for possible readings. Either that or tell me to take my Beatnik ass somewhere else...hence the whole point of going to open mics. Anyway I figure this will be a good way to connect with people a little bit closer to my ideals.
It's becoming more and more clear that I both don't fit in with the trendier crowds, and also that I have little desire to do so. So I'm still searching for that special cafe or bar that I can call my own away from $15 drinks and large $150 designer shoe wearing crowds. Open mics were the best release for me during my little stint in New Orleans. It's a good way to get yourself super nervous and out of your comfort zone. Though my poetry was not always the most well received (which is fine with me since I don't always take it the most seriously) I always felt that I was welcomed for putting myself out there...even if the only audience is composed only of the other 3 poets who came to vent about their drinking habits or ex-wives which seemed to be a focal point for most of the 40 year + poets I met there.
Fortunately I have neither of these problems...yet.
So today I'll be digging through my notebooks trying to polish up some of my earlier works to some level of acceptability for me. These are always fun experiences allowing myself to laugh a bit at horribly constructed sentences or peer back into the depths of my emotions I felt a need to express at earlier times. Let the excavation begin.
It's becoming more and more clear that I both don't fit in with the trendier crowds, and also that I have little desire to do so. So I'm still searching for that special cafe or bar that I can call my own away from $15 drinks and large $150 designer shoe wearing crowds. Open mics were the best release for me during my little stint in New Orleans. It's a good way to get yourself super nervous and out of your comfort zone. Though my poetry was not always the most well received (which is fine with me since I don't always take it the most seriously) I always felt that I was welcomed for putting myself out there...even if the only audience is composed only of the other 3 poets who came to vent about their drinking habits or ex-wives which seemed to be a focal point for most of the 40 year + poets I met there.
Fortunately I have neither of these problems...yet.
So today I'll be digging through my notebooks trying to polish up some of my earlier works to some level of acceptability for me. These are always fun experiences allowing myself to laugh a bit at horribly constructed sentences or peer back into the depths of my emotions I felt a need to express at earlier times. Let the excavation begin.
