illogically provocative
It was a very odd weekend. The league of young voters (who used to call themselves the league of pissed off voters until they realized it inhibited their diplomatic possibilities) had a show in Lewiston at a place called Guthries and we needed a ride for the poets to get there. I hustled my girlfriend into giving a blank check to fill up the car with wordsmiths and ride down on a Saturday where we had a lot else to do.
Then everyone canceled. All of a sudden the only performers were Wil and I which is weird. I will usually travel with the gang as logistical back up kind of a tour manager SLASH sexless groupie but this time it was going to have to be different. It was just going to be us too and forget the fact that the guy I'm rolling with fathered this current variation of my writing style. Wil is the champ and the problem is for an audience he is the only one they will have to compare me against. If we could have taken someone awful I would have been much more comfortable.
When we got there and Wil gathered the facts it turned out we had a 45 MINUTE SLOT I was not fully ready to split that time down the middle so we settled on the idea of him doing 3 pieces and then me doing 1 after. Wil has done several events for the league and they LOVE him they feed on the passion he has and whether or not they know it they love the craftsmanship he gives to his passion. Anyway, enough sucking up to my elders! I noticed that in this bar there are a lot of kids and I'm thinking FIRSTLY why are a bunch of kids in a bar(insert Lewiston joke) SECOND what happens when I get to the part of the poem where I yell "FUCK A DUCK!!!"
I had a picture in my mind similar to an old Robin Williams joke where you swear once and for the rest of the day these kids are tugging at their fathers sleeve and yelling up at him "FUCK A DUCK DADDY!!!" the father looks down and shakes his head blaming poetry for his childs trip to the dark side of language.
I love swearing more then I love Corn Nuts and BOY DO I LOVE CORN NUTS. I swear more then most people do and Wil swears more then I do so these kids got it from all angles. In the end its only Illogically provocative because the kids are going to learn the words anyway and if you keep them gaurded, hidden away in some box marked DONT TOUCH that will just make it more interesting. In the end I performed without editing anything because the FUCK I made with my mouth had a point behind it. That sounded disgusting.
Then everyone canceled. All of a sudden the only performers were Wil and I which is weird. I will usually travel with the gang as logistical back up kind of a tour manager SLASH sexless groupie but this time it was going to have to be different. It was just going to be us too and forget the fact that the guy I'm rolling with fathered this current variation of my writing style. Wil is the champ and the problem is for an audience he is the only one they will have to compare me against. If we could have taken someone awful I would have been much more comfortable.
When we got there and Wil gathered the facts it turned out we had a 45 MINUTE SLOT I was not fully ready to split that time down the middle so we settled on the idea of him doing 3 pieces and then me doing 1 after. Wil has done several events for the league and they LOVE him they feed on the passion he has and whether or not they know it they love the craftsmanship he gives to his passion. Anyway, enough sucking up to my elders! I noticed that in this bar there are a lot of kids and I'm thinking FIRSTLY why are a bunch of kids in a bar(insert Lewiston joke) SECOND what happens when I get to the part of the poem where I yell "FUCK A DUCK!!!"
I had a picture in my mind similar to an old Robin Williams joke where you swear once and for the rest of the day these kids are tugging at their fathers sleeve and yelling up at him "FUCK A DUCK DADDY!!!" the father looks down and shakes his head blaming poetry for his childs trip to the dark side of language.
I love swearing more then I love Corn Nuts and BOY DO I LOVE CORN NUTS. I swear more then most people do and Wil swears more then I do so these kids got it from all angles. In the end its only Illogically provocative because the kids are going to learn the words anyway and if you keep them gaurded, hidden away in some box marked DONT TOUCH that will just make it more interesting. In the end I performed without editing anything because the FUCK I made with my mouth had a point behind it. That sounded disgusting.
