Posts tagged: Dennis McBride

Three Friends Mondays: Caffeinated Art #34

Christine Honitsu White

Christine Homitsu White

The premise is that we never know exactly what’s going to happen.  Safe enough.  However, Christine Homitsu White, host of the Blue Streak open mic poetry series, warned us that her stuff would go from “angry-sad to happier to neither/or,” so thus could we emit a littly sigh and ourselves prepare.  She proceeded to deliver a scathing indictment of February (“no guarantees”), and told us she was glad that it’s over.  And too soon she herself had progressed to the end of her sheaf of border-crossing billetes poetas.  Then Christine introduced her friend and local poetry legend, Doug Spangle, who said he had always wanted to read from the Three Friends Coffee House stage and proceeded to do so, emerging from the mythology lab, rinsing any trace of predictability off the green apples of  “Pers.doc” and “Perseus Pursuing,” two sections from his titanic series of poems about the Portland bridges.  Finally, music duo The Blair-Rich Project played a quartet of songs, de-sugared verses arranged for vocals, guitar and a drum, their power surprising us in our caffeinated harness.

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The Blair-Rich Project

So it came to pass, churned flagrant and displacing reason’s flies and the butter fat of the mansion that is the Show and Tell Open Mic, it all-too welcoming the curiously strong new month and surprises it may bring, eh what? (yeah, man!)  Briefly filling-in for Melissa Sillitoe, the mortal caffeinaut Luke Lefler (how he mumbles! did he say she was having her ants photographed?) would kick-stab the engraving which began with poco diablo Dennis McBride who in the coarse dew of time ushered Pat Vivian to the landing to relive “Friday Night at the Maytown Tavern.”  Warn’t takin’ out the trash no more Mike (not a miso) G (ynist) – Saint Dick – alone, stalked by more poems of love and doom and death from Ric Vrana.  The male chorus line continued with J. D. Deverest and Christian Kenseth (kept us in the dark) unto another end which also had not as yet been determined: part one of the Open Mic podcast.

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Lauren

Part two of the posted parade heard all attent to toasting birthday boy Wayne Flower ghosting, and continued with the finery of connoisseur of melancholy Rick J, songwriter Lauren who’d never really read his poetry, Tobiah, “better known as the Ambassador of Truth,” that being the truth that’s “out there,” and Michael gifted his militantly rhythmic poetry its open mic debut.  Hung at the extremity Patrick Bocarde with more strange creatures and Chad MD not displaying his queue card.

michael

Michael

If you go away on a winter’s day then you might as well go to the “page” where we host the Three Friends Mondays: Caffienated Art podcast but, Fortunato, laying, please leave the Sun, because in the end, the pods you cast are equal to the pods to which you passed another brick in the wall of wonder that is whozits’ monstrous aggregation-purveyor known as iTunes, now with more tar and caffeine than the other pod pers.capita, as sure as links is links:

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Three Friends Mondays: Caffeinated Art #31

Ah, to do what one does, shrouded in scaffolding, ready to bow before the eternal critic, exposed by the full moon, the great god memory, and to lose something temporal, and by its premature death it may never graze in its silicon pasture alongside those of its kin.

Lexi

Lexi Stern

Whereas digital audio files abundant and indiscriminate have Splice Finders’ mighty Olympus LS-10 captured lo these many months, yet another important series of consecutive minutes has slipped by its slurpy circuity due to an imperfect specimen of the otherwise popular and convenient SD memory card.  Having claimed its last victim, the offending puce de mémoire en plastique de sort malheureux has been indelibly stigmatized and withdrawn from professional use (if we make any other such use of anything any more), and that broken vessel may even be permanently disposed of by our obsessive pack rat podcast producer.  Some day.  Anyway, early the next day, featured invitee Nikki Jauron took the news with grace, and with the depth of experience that attends the likes of us who have banged our heads against the wall of sound only to receive the concussions of technical difficulties.

Cat

Cat Dynes

Nikki also displayed endearing grace  on February 9 of ’09, as the Three Friends Mondays: Caffienated Art designated driver, affording her friends Cat Dynes and Lexi Stern a generous portion of the road, and following at a safe (it seemed) distance with her own discursive deliveries, mostly composed of the poignant observations contained in her recently-published Hot Sauce-Flavored Coffee, as well as the necessarily quirky story behind its tongue-teasing title.  You will hear and no doubt enjoy Cat and Lex’ strong, hummable songs (about girls, they confess) on the podcast.  But (sigh) you won’t hear Nikki’s fine, fluid writing – writing of a nature that is so honest and familiar that one says to oneself, “…yes! I can relate!”

Mr. Timer

Mr. Timer

The sinister bent circuitry broke with the hour at that climactic moment as the detail devil struck again; we have another, drier and more elaborate explanation for what happened, which Nikki has been given and has cheerfully accepted.  No matter how we may describe this unfortunate event, Show and Tell Gallery Productions has sought to move beyond this tragedy and will seek to present and podcast a Nikki Jauron reading in the future.

Now we can kick off our muddy boots and lie by the road, waiting to trip up the passing poets and dreamers, the various condiments in our subsequent boisson de café express des arts et des lettres: The Show and Tell Open Mic. As if to compensate for the aforementioned loss, deliberate reduction by volume (except in the strange case of Dwight Peters, to whom Splice chose to add 2.74db) was done with the podcast file of the open mic.  Hey, the stage was already set by Melissa Sillitoe‘s new friend/foil Mr. Timer, whose poetry-crashing is well-documented and whose oddly masculine moniker will be forever entombed in the Broken Hours blog.

Christine White

Christine White

The affable Mike G (for “grail-road”) constituted the choicest cabooster of Mr. Timer’s quickly faded glory toot sweet, Christine White wrapped us up in business poetica old and Neruda, and by the time Wayne Flower had brought back all of our heartbreaking memories of youth, our latest attendee had become Mr. No-timer, the possessed (eek!), see-yah.  Christian shunned the new shit and instead dealt with some old shit.  And, as if to fling ourselves headlong, past the moon, down the side of the road to eclipse Valentine’s Day, we seat past 3FM:CA invitee/bigfootiphile Dennis McBride, and he loads us into his double-shot Stanza Cause of death sling, sharing love, talking sex, noting death “by death” on another certificate of authenticity along with which we can post this one here, without all that it is missing, for posterity.

Perhaps you’ve fully mooned this iTunes link before, but in case you need to go back down that road, find what you’re missing and not what we’re missing (domo arigato, Mr. Time Thief), the Three Friends Mondays: Caffeinated Art podcast can be subscribed to via that golden Apple’s DRM Queen of the Sky, and tell ’em Bigfoot sent you:

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Three Friends Mondays: Caffeinated Art #25

What can one say about 2008?  Well, a lot – more than you or I want to hear.  But one thing worth talking about is the Three Friends seriousness of caffeinarted Mondays.  We began it then, amid the innocent glances and tentative explorations of a late Western Oregon Summer.  We persevered through no-shows, equipment problems, bumps on the head and even power outages.  But we finally met our match with Snowpocalypse Now and what was to have been a lovely performance by Rick J, Fern Capella and  Natasha Terranova on December 22 has been tentatively rescheduled for January 26, 2009.

Dennis McBride and Mike GDennis McBride and Mike G

But the 364th day of this leap year belonged to the obsidian wit of Dennis McBride, who wrangled Portland A-Listers Elizabeth Archers and Mike Ferrell to sound out a full hour of spoken word and understated fury, and neither meteorological nor phrenological phenomena would overcome the attendant gravitational pull.

No wonder that the joint was packed, chairs were  moved and aye the espresso machine was too rode hard,  nae confidence squandered in expectoration realise a rich offering of verse withal, follerin’ which many glasses were raised afterward in the bar next door (it should be mentioned).

And what can one possibly say about the third and most succinct Three Friends Mondays: Caffeinated Art Open Mic to date, except that, 1) it’s starting to get a bit crowded somewhere (else) and, 2) it’s still necessitating a two-part podcast!?  Tally another dry, powdery chalk mark each for usual circumspects Rick J and Melissa Sillitoe, maybe half of one for Luke Lefler – whose “jokes” we hope never to hear again (fat chance) – and of course for the expended closer Mike “the Appo”  G, anyway.

Show and Tell Gallery Productions still insists on inducing the Open Mic event on a weekly basis every Monday following the invited performance.   So, stay ready all you poets, dreamers and warble purveyors – every frothy Monday under the ceiling of Three Friends Coffee House is performance con invitation from 7:00 to 8:00, followed by the Open Mic sign-up from 8:00 to 8:15.  At 8:15 the Open Mic (limited to sixteen slots – every one a cloth-and-spring-snake-loaded peanut tin) will re-shatter your nerves.

If you wipe the sweat from your hairline and trim those eyebrows you will find the podcast on the Three Friends Mondays: Caffeinated Series page at brokenhours.net until it, too, wears out its audience.  If you haven’t tried, then be advised that it’s way easy to access the Three Friends Mondays: Caffeinated Series podcast via iTunes using this link:

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