this is how a folk singer sings when he can’t sing
Tomorrow night at El Rincon (2700 16th St, San Francisco) I begin my folk singer career* around 8 30 or so. It’s either free or five bucks to get in. I’ll be spending ten or fifteen minutes talking about tambourine’s contribution to the music world. I won’t actually be playing any instruments. Just using an overhead projector. There will be a handout. Bring a pen.
*On August 28th after watching Mike Tyson’s documentary I decided to become a folk singer. Not quite a month later, thanks to Doug, I have my first show.
stop by the booth before that for a shot to settle your nerves…
Comment by sarah bean — September 22, 2009 @ 10:03 am
Deerskin, all of uh sudden, I remember your cat, and it didn’t like me, and It scratched my face up a lot when I would force rub it, This is a trend I need to pay close attention to. y do I like things that don’t like mee?
Comment by poopies — September 23, 2009 @ 11:21 am
Bill? He got a brain tumor and walked around like he was drunk for a week and then they put him down. It makes you mad that a little thing like a cat would ignore you so you “force rub it”. Then it attacks your face. I do the same thing. I don’t like to be ignored.
Comment by Rolston — September 24, 2009 @ 11:29 pm