Brian me and Miles went to a Poetry night in Marquette. 3 cousins! That’s a novel experience for me so it was quite exciting. Brian and I each spat a poem, and this is the only place that will have audio from that night. Brian is a good writer and him and him and I both share the schizo gene.
Let me see if I can find it
oo found this in the meantime:
Oh Ray you are a golden nugget you. It was so fun making improvised songs with you all night. Thanks for telling me that my dad was a whore and slept with about 99 women. q
Okay here’s Brian’s poem.
I tried performing the internet will not be homogenized but it didn’t go well. I was too drunk and overtired. I deleted the tape. BUT the introduction went okay, here’s my banter with the crowd: