Back from the Gulu-Gulu cafe, where I, in my most extroverted form, made living sound upon the boisterous yet accepting crowd. It gives me new hope, to feel that I am accepted, playing choice tones, upon the constructed sonic art of others.
I have been invited back, by those who are running the show, every wednesday (we'll see how long that lasts). However, it felt great, to be accepted tonight.
I read my own poetry, drank beers, and played on a number of peoples' sets that I've never met before.
Life is G____!
for now
Peace and Sweet Dreams.
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I apologize for all the commas. I had drunk two "Three Philosophers" (six philosophers?) and I blame them.
ReplyDeleteDo not blame Les Trois Philosphers. They are merely guides.
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