poem can be read here
Originally written, a number of years ago, and I haven’t bothered to update the math. what are you like 38? 39? fucking 40?
For sometime now I’ve maintanined (used loosely here) two blogs the one you are currently reading and another Trombones Geants. T.G. was supposed to have been a collaborative effort, but there was no collaboration.
And where this blog was supposed to (for me) highlight me more serious works, T.G. was for all my other writings, which were mostly humor and essays.
As of now I will no longer make that distinction. I will no longer maintain T.G. and will fold all of my posts from that site into this one, which will now encompass all of my scattered random writings and not just be poetry.
I hope that you enjoy the change.
I forgot to “renew” my mediafire links and so they died. Instead of re-uploading the mp3’s one by one, I zipped them up into a folder for your pleasure. I also added additional mp3’s.
The Definitive Greg Brown
The Track Listing:
A reaction to the reaction to the reaction
Jesus was a Hard Drinking Man
Open Mic Cliches
Stop Greg Brown
Stop the Icebergs
To My Fellow Americans
Also included are 2 tracks remixed by Paralegalismo ( yes, try saying that name five times fast):
21st century Greg Brown Man
Jesus Was a Hard Drinking Man
The music from these two tracks is from the band King Crimson.
Also included is an interview conducted by Asheville’s own Julian Vorus
By the way, I have not included Ex-Girlfriend Haiku within this “definitive” collection, because maybe I am saving that for Valentine’s Day.
While I am working on my latest masterpiece I offer you this– 3 mp3’s from the Greg Brown spoken word archive . All links are media fire.
These were all recorded in 2003ish in Asheville. “Open Mic Cliches” is a must for anyone who has ever attended and open mic.
I really meant to post a new poem this week. I could give you a myriad of reasons it didn’t happen but instead i present you some links:
The first is an article from 2002 that was about my being one of Asheville’s unknown celebrities. You can find me a third of the way down.
Number two is the article I wrote for trombones gèantes about Amy Sedaris.
Last but not least is the primary reason why there is no poem. Another entry for trombones geantes, this one about music in Asheville.
Not sure how I missed this last week but the good people over at Young American Poets ran two of my Pandora poems (the only two good/complete ones).,
Here is the links as they are off the front page:
I guess I might run those here at some point, but not any time soon.
Before there was the I and Not I; before “The Only Crime Against Humanity That You Will Ever Love”; before “Ex-Girlfriend Haiku”; before blogging was was referred to as “blogging” there was tripod pages. Continue reading