RABBITHOLE | 33 Washington Street, Brooklyn, NY 11201
The next day, Friday, I met Michael Dickes and Cherise Wolas, two friends I originally met through Fictionaut. Michael edits this amazing journal, which as you can tell from the name, combines multiple methods of conveying artistic expression:Awkword Paper Cut – Poetry Videos – Writing – Podcasts – Music.
Michael and I taped some of my poems, including “What Some Boys Do,” which is included in his November Podcast: Awkword Paper Cut – Podcasts – Poetry, Music, Short Stories, Comedy. My track, #7 is at approximately 15:30 minutes, but listen to the entire show- it’s fantastic! Thanks, Michael, for this poem’s debut.
On Friday evening, I got together with none other than Jamez Chang, and we rapped about everything under the sun, including music, poetry, writing, travel, and more. His latest tune, 15 years, is here: ▶ 15 Years – Jamez Chang – YouTube.
Go, Jamez, go! More tracks forthcoming!!!
On Saturday, I met my pal David, and we ate some shizzle dizzle Indian at our favorite Mitali East. He was off to see Mildred Fierce starring the inimitable Varla Jean Merman. Unfortunately I was too spent to attend:
On Sunday (did I mention the weather? Nuts it was sooo warm!) I had a chance to see my pal Joseph Quintela, mad cad about town and we met in the very busy Washington Square Park, and wandered over to Bar 6 on 6th Avenue where we shared some wine and beer. (No, that is not us in the photograph). I told Joseph I used to live around the corner on 14th Street, at the Courtney House:
I went back to my hotel, changed, put my reading list together for the event that evening: The Sunday Salon! When I arrived outside of Jimmy’s I noticed the sign on the outside with our names!
I was really excited. I saw Sara Lippmann, such a sweetheart, and met Nita Noveno and Emily who were also hosts. My pals David Carter and Michael Thompson showed up for support, and I was so grateful they did. Here are the bios of the writers’ who were reading. (Unfortunately, Meg Tuite was not able to make it):
NYC | October 20, 2013 | Prose Reading Series & Magazine
Here are videos of all of us reading from that evening: Video | Prose Reading Series & Magazine
It was an amazing event, life-altering and dream fulfilling. Afterwards, Michael, David and I went to Bennie’s Burritos on Avenue A. I felt like it was 1987, and after our meal, we could cross directly through Thompson Square Park, and hit Life Cafe for desserts.
Oh how I miss New York City, but as trite and true as it sounds: there really is no place like home!
Thanks Kate, Elizabeth, Tina, Michael, Cherise, Jamez, Joseph, David, Michael, Sara, Nita, Emily, Jenny, Celine, Nina (and whoever I forgot to thank) for a memorable trip! I will return!
P.S. Mellow Page Library in Brooklyn is now carrying Microtones! Go visit these guys at 56 Bogart Street, 1S in Brooklyn!!! Contact them at mellowpageslibrary@gmail.com
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Recap: My recent trip to New York City
Sounds like you had A BLAST! So happy it was fun filled with friends and great readings.
The only thing missing was YOU! xoxo
Great recap! What a power packed whirlwind! Wish I could have been there!
I wish you were there also, MGM! Thanks a ton!
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Exclamation points to you too, Missy!
Robert is killing it! And we are all better for it.
All Mat, you are so kind! That deserves a drink in Seattle! See you soon.
Great trip. I want to meet Jamz and Bud Smith and Kate and Gessy. I won’t make them all, but I’m hoping to get to NYC soon.
Thank you for mentioning me in this compelling post, which warranted processing a week or so later. New friends and old need to play on repeat, and if they still make you smile, then the Bud is a keeper. Couldn’t smoke that, but we did raise a toast. To things Meg. To stages at right angles. IFC. The colorization of Eraserhead. Wonderful meeting a fellow artist on sojourn, on loan. Peace out, Jamez
Jamez, you are always welcome in the land of lakes (even though I do not currently live there!) Come visit, anytime. We can imbibe, or yell or do anything crazy in the name of the law. I had a blast, and it was Sideways, East Village style. Peace to you too, feller. Roberto