Lola goes live (a field report)
A few weeks ago I performed my poetry live, for the first time. I was so nervous in the weeks leading up to it, I thought I would die.
I’ve had an almost sick obsession with music. The one problem: I can’t play an instrument, (unless you count the ocarina or bongos) Well hell, so I started writing about music, like an angry husband writing dirty letters to his cheating wife. …
Until eventually, I started working on my spoken word album. I was finally happy, ecstatic that I was asked to play the show.
Then the fear set in.
I began drafting new poems. Poems like silken, root beer bj, silken2, rip out my eye. I was a mess.
When the day came, I packed my iPod and my inscribed copy of Almost Transparent Blue and headed on down to SoHo (New York City).
I arrived an hour early and sat nervously eating peanuts.
The girl (Baby G) before me was AMAZING. I was incredibly fearful, I wanted to run for the door. My friend Wendy’s arrival and a sip of her drink steeled my nerves. I got up and I performed my heart out… and I felt cool.
You can heart a taped airing of my show this Sunday at 10pm EST on talkradiox.com.
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