...it's not dark yet, but it's gettin' there...
Today's edition: bad YouTube poetry readings.
#1. I think she calls it "Fill Me," but I'm going to rename it "Tadpoles."
#2. Here's how to ruin a classic poem, by being a complete dork.
#3. Here's another way to ruin a classic poem, add an 'ukulele.
...that was actually really funny.
#4. This chick demonstrates why enunciation is so important.
#5. Hangin' out with Cindy Sheehan for inspiration is a no-no.
Haha, I think I just found Strawman!
Update: On a similar theme, Beth picks the "worst song ever."
Genius. Absolute genius.
(Rosie is still worse, but I'm sure you know that.)
Posted by: Victor on Sep. 20, 2006I will never EVER perform one of my poems.
Unless there's money involved. In which case, I might do this one.
But that's it.
Fiiilll me. . .
I'm gonna have to start drinking just to get that one out of my cortex.
Posted by: ccwbass on Sep. 20, 2006ccwbass, you just reminded me of something Robert Heinlein once said. IIRC, it was, "A poet who reads his verse in public may have other nasty habits."
Posted by: Victor on Sep. 21, 2006That was painful. I wanted to slap that mumbling bitch. No doubt she just lays there in bed too.
Posted by: Casca on Sep. 21, 2006Gosh Annika,
I din't know that was going out over the wires! I woulda put that rubber band in my hair if I knew.
Posted by: Strawman on Sep. 22, 2006Once, just before the curtain was going up, a director admonished us performers to "Pronunciate! Pronunciate!"