A Lazy Day, a Look Back

Sometimes I feel like I have to visit this page just to prove I'm still alive. There is not always something significant to say about the art, the business, the craft.

Went to the Ursula Rucker event at Brown Stone last Tuesday. Packed house. Standing room only. Long night. Ed had open mic, a short slam, Middle Child AND Ursula Rucker on a week night when things started late. Lots of folks got tired. Those who stuck around for Ursula at the end witnessed the performance endeavors of an artist unique in her presentation and obviously dedicated to the causes of women and children. Her accompaniment was genuinely gifted. I wish she had commanded a better balance between her voice and the guitar, which nearly overwhelmed her voice at times.

Middle Child: Great goodness! Every time I hear this artist's work, I love it more. Truly a unique voice and style.

Unusual method of holding a slam, too, but I didn't jump in. Took a night to sit back and just enjoy the many voices around me. What an art we are all involved in--opening our hearts and minds for others to scrutinze and approve (or not). Anyone who thinks poets are not brave should jump into a slam sometime. It will teach them a new definition for breathing.