so those are some pics from the open mic i recently sucked it up at. I was just sad man, but thats cool i'll learn from it. anyway there was some awesome stuff, missy and joe the prof, played some spanish style improv jazz stuff (i cant think of actual terms right now) doc (the jazz director) read dry ass jokes as he hosted like "a hot dog walks in to a bar, and the bartender says "we dont serve food here"" or something like that. termites is the bar tender here?
anyway, also ya got some well established cats Huck with his yuke *at top*(spelling) hes funny as hell, and eagan *second* who played that song from donnie darko, madworld, and also reed * bottom pic* played he had a style all his own and i digged it like mad. I think i described it as something like funky river folk music or something kind of dylan-esqe as well.
also this kid (not pictured) read a poem in which he had a convo between a vampire and a date rapist and although it was scary it was really interesting, brilliant like, abby read some stuff too which i liked a lot but i came in late cuz i ran to the bathroom, and a streaker ran by outside during her very serious reading which was sad.
after me and laurel drove back to the cities, i feel like i really relate to her in a lot of ways but things were a bit uncomfortable due to circumstances, and i talked too much. and i felt bad. but i like her a lot shes good people like mad.
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