Doty / Sterns / Avery / the Underminer
Thank God for the SSN blog! I don't say that enough. Josh, Felicia, do you guys say that? I'd make a small wager that you do. I say it now because, away from the evaluating eyes of my employers, I can tell you that I've done jack shit today. I hit the ground running but one salami/turkery sub and weird-tasting cookie later and well...I'm rambling like a jackass.
Last night, despite a lingering cold, I sprung from a hard day's work to a hard day's night of covorting with the hip and literary. Not really, actually. I kept to myself and blushed often. First stop was the B&N Chelsea where Mark Doty read from his recently released memoir, Dog Years. I wish all writers lucky enough to read to an audience would take a lesson from Doty. He's concise, clear, and engaged with what he is saying. He likes questions but won't bleat on if a sentence or two will do. He doesn't even stutter. He's a rock.
From there, then lugging a New York Cheeseburger and fries in my gullet, I took the V-train down to the Happy Ending reading series hosted by Amanda Stern. Sheri Joseph, Ellis Avery, and Mike Albo were the readers and as required by Amanda they each had to attempt something they had never done before on stage. Sheri showed us her androgynous sketches of David Lee Roth and sci-fi boy-heroes of her own creation. Ellis (who I've interviewed and am now editing a transcript of indescribable brilliance) sang the chorus of a Japanese pop song--in Japanese! Mike Albo, aka Gawker's the Underminer, did something so brilliant I can't even guess what to call it. Basically he recited clusters of common utterances, all indicative of our frivilous and shallow society, and enunciated each in succession with such accuracy and pace that I still can't make any sense of it.
GODDAMN I HAVE A HEADACHE!!!!
Sorry, I was so happy then, POOF, my head hurt.