us? we killed the radio edit.
Saturday. It's poetry day. Tonight's show is going to be loud. To hell with decorum.
I want to hear you scream for avante garde and pull your own hair out from the beauty of it all. I want to punch you in the face with it and have you get up and ask for a kick to the teeth.
This is not my piano jazz poetry night.
I love poetry. It moves me. It makes me cry. More importantly it makes me want to write. It forces me to understand and then subsequently to try to create. It makes me want to do something, piano jazz or no. And tonight I'm going to do my damnedest to either make you feel it or make you shut your radio off.
See if I care.
Tonight's show is called "not so fast"
92.7 fm. 6:00 pm.
Saturday. It's poetry day. Tonight's show is going to be loud. To hell with decorum.
I want to hear you scream for avante garde and pull your own hair out from the beauty of it all. I want to punch you in the face with it and have you get up and ask for a kick to the teeth.
This is not my piano jazz poetry night.
I love poetry. It moves me. It makes me cry. More importantly it makes me want to write. It forces me to understand and then subsequently to try to create. It makes me want to do something, piano jazz or no. And tonight I'm going to do my damnedest to either make you feel it or make you shut your radio off.
See if I care.
Tonight's show is called "not so fast"
92.7 fm. 6:00 pm.
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