The Lizard Lounge was very refreshing. Even if the crowd is seemingly wack-at-first-sight, things have a way of surprising you. Abena, the featured poet from DC, was aight. The open mic was very dope. And as always, Iyeoka said some stuff that had me (internally) on the brink of tears.
It definitely felt damn good to be up on that stage though. I stumbled through the same piece that I wrote in Carter Park for Blackout back in July. I even penned another joint while Conscious and I chilled at a back table. But I'll save that for the next time. And the one thing I need to do is try and record some of these things because the Jeff Robinson Trio seriously blazes cats with some ill background instrumentals. Word.
7 comments:
mann...you good....
i penned something and some heads were feelin' it and dragged my ass to the stage at hampton.
can you say virgin?
anyhow, the reception was warm...made me want to do it again. i just have horrible stage fright. any ideas?
just imagine you're at a family reunion, and everyone in the house (family or friend) has to perform something. butterflies be damned...
Dude, can I get hit on the hip next time you decide to make an appearance? Thx!
uhhh i thought we made it clear to all within earshot on Sat that we would be there on Sun regardless if anyone else showed up
I think I missed it...oops! Let me know if you're going this Sunday...I would love to see you and Con in action.
I be there.
Oops...I meant " I'll".
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