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I am getting really bad about updating this.
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Times:
I've practiced these Performance Poems aloud about two dozen times, so I'm pretty sure they're locked in at this length.
"Slogan Shogun" - 2:45
"Stage Fright" - 5:30
The inflection I gather on "Slogan Shogun" is awesome; it simmers up to seductive then (without segues) straight up to stentorian soundbytes. -
You're no clown, with the crown.
-I have two really pretty damn good Performance Poems written, and I've been rehearsing them daily three times a day for the last three days, and I'm ready to take them to Broadway. The problem is finding a venue. I'll record my performance (because as my professor told me, it works to indulge in one's ego, to chronicle past effort, and also to ( Read more... ) -
Biggest pain about surgery right now:
This wouldn't be so bad if every time I spat it didn't look and feel like every protagonist in a fisticuff movie who just got socked in the face and is doing that small little chuckle to himself before he tilts his head upward for the obligatory ass-handling scene that is necessary in those types of films ( Read more... ) -
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God wears a big hat. With no brim. -
Hey hey.
Deleting my LJ. Find me on Facebook. I'm much more entertaining there, anyhow. -
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I'm a much better writer when I smoke. -
Well, I never stated I was above self-whoring.
Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous ( Read more... ) -
Happy Easter!
Taryn and I broke up. I'll say it's a more mutual thing than one-sided although I did bring up the topic that pretty much secured our collected thought ( Read more... ) -
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It's a long way to Tipperary
to the sweetest girl I know!
Goodbye to Noah Beery,
Hello Harold Lloyd!
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