June 27, 2014 was the last Friday of the month which means Open Mic Night at the Starving Artist Café on City Island in the Bronx. I was pretty thrilled that my best bud was available and eager to join me, and that means a car ride as well.
This particular night, there were mostly musicians and singers. A man got up to do comedy but said he was going to do poetry. When he began, he said that he just said poetry in case he isn’t funny. I have a leg in both worlds. I didn’t appreciate his statement, but he probably thought it would be funny.
I was there to do comedy that particular night also. My buddy was videotaping me. It wasn’t my best set, but seeing the video is helpful to me to see all the little things not to do again. I also see what I did right.
A woman got up to share her poetry. I enjoyed her very much. I later learned her name is Shanna Wynn. She delivered the line of the evening that I took home with me.
“My body is a one-woman band.”
I enjoyed her writing and her passionate presentation. And when I went over to talk to her, she was so warm. When I get my behind in motion to put together a poetry reading, I want her in it. Listening to her made me want to get it going.
The evening was delicious to me. Baked ziti, yum. Wine (it’s BYOB as they don’t sell alcohol), pot luck open mic talent — lots of fun. Elliot Glick and two others played guitars and sang. My bestest friend was with me. I love the whole atmosphere though I missed Monica Glick who wasn’t there that night.
