tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13173932.post114734644101424414..comments2024-01-27T12:33:01.469-05:00Comments on Bloggamooga: Two readings: two rowdy audiencesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13173932.post-1147447635628179792006-05-12T11:27:00.000-04:002006-05-12T11:27:00.000-04:00rowdy audiences...i'm reminded of bukowski receivi...rowdy audiences...i'm reminded of bukowski receiving insults and slinging comebacks with mustard and relish...or the blues brothers at the country bar (the best use of chicken wire ever)...or spitting at johnny rotten way back in the day. a friend of mine sometimes plays jazz piano in toronto lounges and he sees those music "fans" who sit very close and talk loudly all the way through only to stop blabbing when the music stops and applaud as if they even heard what was being played. when ambience volume increases, i think of eric satie who encouraged people to talk over his playing; he used their conversation as another instrument.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13173932.post-1147353920615352772006-05-11T09:25:00.000-04:002006-05-11T09:25:00.000-04:00sounds like fun...I dearly wish I could attend all...sounds like fun...I dearly wish I could attend all these interesting readings in cities other than Ottawa. I'm very quiet at readings. Attentive too. It gets rowdy at bar readings here in Ottawa too. Most of the regulars don't know what the heck it's all about and seem offended that their chat time is being interupted by poetry. Wish there was a way for us all to just get along. I don't like reading in bars because I don't feel very welcome and that tendency to want to just entertain comes out. Laughter is wonderful, but there is so much more.Amanda Earlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09059621442042833693noreply@blogger.com