It Feels Like Renaissance

I wish I had a recording of the Kzoo Slam last night, so I could better describe it to the unfortunate souls who weren’t there.

I think of every show as a unique work of art.  Different people with different voices, different experiences, and different poetic styles, all come together to create a unique artistic experience.  Sometimes it’s like an abstract kinda jazz, sometimes it’s a symphony.  No two shows are ever alike. . . you know, like snowflakes, or A-holes.

Watching old friends and new friends sharing (and by sharing, creating) art last night was inspiring, humbling, exhilarating, and exhausting.  It reminded me of the best times I spent at Dirty’s Outhouse Poets’ Café in the mid 90’s, it reminded me of the heydays of the Kzoo Slam at Kraftbrau 99-05ish.  It felt like a renaissance.

FEBRUARY SLAM WINNER: AZIZI

SECOND PLACE: KIRK LATIMER

P.S. Apologies for not having actual pictures from the show, they were way too blurry.  I will attempt to adjust my camera settings for the next show.