Folks! Sweet Sisters and bros too: I need your help: I am invited to read my stuff in

[serge gurkski]

tom that is pricelessly important information for me_

yes, I can do that.

i just return from a prolonged drinking session open air at our local Agora. bc you dream Greek fluently i don't have to translate.

ok,I rehearsed : I did get up from my parlk bench
and was there!
I stared huffily at he fucked up audience
and ...

You know why I was so pissed:
Because these bastards
really think that superbest entertainment like me reciting my beautiful stuff for them in my beautiful voice comes for free!
Appalled I ll stare into their fucking faces and then after
a deep teutonic heroic tenored sigh
will address them thusly:

und sonst geht's?

(so: you're ok?)

evening good so far?


then in German:

Freut mich.

id est: Nice!

Was soll's! (= what the fuck)

So I sit down on a chair hopefully there
open a bottle of Weißbier, light me a cig and

will read Another Piece of Fahrstuhl-Jazz to them-

and bc this describes me and a beautiful female colleague in an elevator
softly sinking downstairs. ;-)

I will let my voice sink down to.

--
Ok, and then depending on their reaction. I mean: if theywant more,
I will read

my rhythmic prose piece (Maeterlinck redivivus (updated only today)

I assume by then they will throw rotten tomatoes.

If still not ;-)

I ll get serious and sing

Dunkles Rot to them.

And finihsh of with:

Blues for Bakenfalter.


Tom, I really don't know if that will happen at all.