Me and Big Poppa E. In retrospect, this picture may not have been a good idea.
Funny story: A couple weeks ago I went to a poetry reading at Cummel’s put on by this guy Travis, but when I got there, the place was closed . Travis posted on his myspace how Cummel’s forgot he’d booked the space. He showed up for his show and the doors were locked and no on was there . This lead me to call Cummel’s on Thursday and discover that they had completely forgotten that I had booked them for Slamming for Human Rights and were planning to close at 8pm that Saturday. Luckily I talked them out of it.
I’m so fucking happy the show is over. I feel like this huge weight has been lifted off me. I was petrified that no one was gonna show, but we packed the joint. People sat on the floor, people sat in the hallway. I was so relieved.
Some of the tightest poets in the city came out: Mama Blue, Chris Lok, Stephanie Williams. Julie Bruggeman, came out. I haven’t seen that girl touch a mic in like, five years. Marcel muthafuckin Toussaint was in the house. Haven’t seen that guy in seven years. We had a conversation in French. I have no idea what the fuck either of us said. I just hope we’re not married under French law or something.
Of course, Big Poppa E held it down. I’ve seen him compete in slams and I’ve seen him feature, but I had never seen him host an entire show. He freaked it. The crowd was in love with him.
I am so happy things went well for you. I knew you could do it!
Thanks, dear.
I saw your moms at the U.City slam. She was all like “I’m Tabitha’s mother.”
And I was all like “I know who you are, biiiyatch.”
(For the record, I did not call your mother a biiiyaatch.)
bpe + you + picture = always a good idea.
you can’t see it in the photo, but his hand was totally down the back of my pants.
She sometimes forgets her name is Melissa.
i think it’s a reflex. at some point in her life, she decided that i was her greatest accomplishment… (which I don’t think is true) we didn’t start having problems until she decided that she was dammed it she was going to let me fuck that up by making my own decisions.
It is Travis’s show that I asked you to go with me to this weekend.
my brother….you did a damn good job putting the slam on. it was a great time….my bad for not giving you props in my post but that will be changed.
Re: She sometimes forgets her name is Melissa.
HA!