Do Wrong Right

The live music extravaganza that is the Cat’s Cradle launched into the new year with a rockin’ rompin’ show by The Devil Makes Three. A pleasant surprise to the evening was Phillip Roebuck’s opening act. I had never heard of Mr. Roebuck before, but after his first song I became a fan. 

Watch an example of his style:

And give a listen to the Devil Makes Three:

Both these bands need to be heard live to fully appreciate them.

Mommy Kitty, You’ll Be Missed

T.S. Eliot wrote that the “naming of cats is a difficult matter.”  Mommy Kitty had many names like: the Flufftress, the Fluff Monster, the Fluffness monster, Fluff wad, Fluffikins, and Princess Fluff. I’ll miss that cat, whatever her name.

Men die miserably everyday

In Sebastopol there is a wonderful network of poets and poetry lovers organized by Larry Robinson. Every few months, he invites people to a poetry salon. I’d call it an evening of conversation speaking only in poetry and song. It’s an amazing experience if you ever get the chance.

A couple of years ago, I heard Bill Denham recite the first section from Mark Doty’s “Atlantis.” I recall being in awe at the poem and Bill’s reading. I revisit this poem every so often, I still get choked up every time I get to “he is where we’ll be hit first, / he’s the part of us / that’s going to get it.”

Bill is also the letterpress artist who made my first broadside. When Bill emailed me this morning to tell me a about a book of poems he’s publishing, that’s something I have to support.