Michael Armstrong May 8, 2009

Tegan and I went to see Michael Armstrong perform poetry to jazz at Books & Company, May 8, 2009. He's still got the stuff. I treasure the poems on his CD, backed up by the same band, which I've played many times in the car. Tegan remembers King Snake and the one about the monkey the best. The images of the frozen words sticks with me, too. And the father/son remembrance bound up in a game of catch where so few and so ordinary words ultimately mean so much, and yet are never quite enough. I wish the poems on his CD a long life and wish it was available somewhere commercially. I don't think it is. Gathered around Michael in the image above are some of the thirty or forty folks who turned out to cram Cafe Voltaire on a Friday night. After Michael's set there was a radio play I missed out on due to other committments.