Showing posts with label Three Rooms Press poet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Three Rooms Press poet. Show all posts

Saturday, October 11, 2008

The Divine Dominique Lowell on Tap for Two NYC Shows Oct. 17-18


No one does spoken word poetry better than Detroit native Dominique Lowell. I first heard her out west in San Francisco and L.A. and bowed and kissed the ground she walked on every time she performed. She's been called "The Janis Joplin of Spoken Word" and it's a title well deserved. She disappeared for a few years to evolve in her hometown of Detroit and is now reemerging, stronger and more gripping than ever before.

For the first time in 10 years she's performing in NYC to celebrate the release of her latest book on Three Rooms Press: "Sit Yr Ass Down or You Ain't Gettin' No Burger King." Two shows--man, oh man--you should be there. Here's the details:

FRIDAY, OCT. 17, 6PM
Cornelia Street Cafe presents
Son of a Pony
Featured reader: Dominique Lowell
Host: Kat Georges
Open reading before feature, arrive 5:45 to sign up.
Cornelia Street Cafe
29 Cornelia St. (btwn W. 4th and Bleecker)
212-989-9319
$7, includes free drink
Open reading before feature

SATURDAY OCTOBER 18, 2 PM
Three Rooms Press presents
Dominique Lowell
Bowery Poetry Club
308 Bowery ST. (btwn Bleecker and Houston)
212-614-0505
Opening band: Bob's Bios (roots rock band, featuring Bob Musial)
and Richard West singing a couple political ditties

For more information about Dominique Lowell, including photos and interviews, please contact Kathi Georges at threeroomspress@mac.com.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Peter Carlaftes Electrifies the Cornelia St. Reading

There was a feeling in the air before the poetry reading yesterday that something fantastic was about to happen. And it did, as Peter Carlaftes electrified the audience with a reading featuring six incredible, mostly unpublished poems that bridged the themes of NYC street life with the desire to create.

Features for this reporter included "Ambling," which deals with the idea of meeting the "successful" version of yourself on the street, replete with polyester suit, good job, fantastic family, and a name tag which, in Carlaftes' case, read "Hello, I'm Peter Carlfates." Oddly, this poem is based on a TRUE incident!--Carlaftes, apparently being set up by a buddy who thought it would be funny (it was, in the poem!). But can you imagine? We all have periods of doubt in life during which we wonder about whether or not changing one decision or another would have led you in a different more socially redeeming direction. But to actually see the manisfestation of the "successful" you in the flesh? What a trip! Carlaftes made the most of the incident, getting across the shock and the post-revelation joy in tightly worded prose poetry that the crowd obviously enjoyed.

And for me, this wasn't even the ultimate highlight of the show.

That came late into the set with the rare public reading of the masterful modern day Greek tragedy "The Diner after the Bar Closes"--a series of verses inspired by classic Greek drama, retelling the story of a man in a madcap search for happiness and love in a bouquet of oddball adventures in some of the numerous 24 hour Greek diners of Manhattan. Oddly, most of the diners mentioned in the poem have now been shuttered. However, despite the societal shifts brought on by the Internet and the post 9-11 world, the search for love remains, as ever, an endlessly fascinating foible full of intrique, heartache, heroics and--occasionally--the purest form of beauty.

I left the reading feeling like the world had changed, or rather, my way of looking at it had.

And this is good.