It's amazing. It's incredible. It's another blow-by-blow account of the first, and quite possibly last, all-poetry Vermin on the Mount. And you thought we hated poetry*. We like poetry just fine, it's the poets we usually can't stand. But on Easter Sunday the Mountain was host to three titans of poetry.
*Comment from actual Legion of Vermin. I won't say his name, but his initials are Jod Kaftan.
Meet Razor. He's been around the L.A. poetry scene a long time. He was away for a while, but now he's back, and we were both pleased and proud to have him kick off the reading with some poems that were both personal and political.
Now here's a man who never pronounced poem with two syllables. I got to meet the prodigiously talented S.A. Griffin at Bucky's last appearance at Vermin on the Mount and knew it would only be a matter of time before we got Mr. Griffin in the Legion of Vermin. He sings, he recitates, and he's one hell of a good poet, too. He was also an early mentor to young Bucky Sinister...
See? Here his is sending Bucky psychic waves of support from across the room. The book Senor Sinister is reading? It's his newest from Gorsky Press, All Blacked Out and Nowhere to Go. It contains all of the poems in Whiskey & Robots, which is now sold out, as well as the House That Punk Built epic about Bucky's time in an Oakland squat. Better get your copy now before they...
...disappear.
