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TITLE (EDIT)
Open Mic |
DESCRIPTION
A first night experience of open mic night at a little away bar, where drinks are cheap and the music is true.
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TITLE KEYWORD
Adventure |
AUTHOR
Vincent Lini |
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
As Oscar Wilde said on his death bed while looking at the wallpaper in his dingy hotel room:
"Well, one of us has to go."
[January 2007] |
AUTHOR'S E-MAIL ADDRESS
vincelini66@yahoo.com |
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (5)
Girl Is Gone (Poetry) - [117 words]
Gun (Poetry) - [100 words]
Interpretive Poet (Poetry) - [63 words]
Night Music (Poetry) - [64 words]
The Smell (Short Stories) A possible explanation to that often asked question: What's that smell? [173 words] [Mystery]
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Open Mic
Vincent Lini
Right away the music sounded good. The man with the hat sang into the microphone with a conviction. Someone not getting paid, but just loving the words that came from his mouth in a melody, in timing and with a smoky sense of voice and talent. The people around him played the same way. Just being up there, having other people listen and like what they were hearing. The toes were tapping all right and the rhythm was good – even for amateurs. It made sense, after all, for all of us were drinking and having a good time.
Then a new tune would start and someone would come up from a table, sit behind the keyboard, and begin to tap out the timing and melody of the song. And then, like a golfer with a few practice swings, go ahead and swing to the music. Then another person would rise up from his or her table and make their way behind the drum set and begin to drum slowly and lowly until the rhythm was caught and caught on to and then start wailing away like Bonham from Zeppelin, just not as good, but we couldn’t tell, nor did we care.
The voices mixed in these songs and the mixture was good. Maybe it was the beer or whiskey or a lack of oxygen to the brain because of all the cigarette smoke, but hell, it didn’t matter – the music mattered and it was, after all, hell a’ good.
My friend slid up on to the little stage floor with his harmonicas. There was a real blues to it and everyone knew that there was something good there. We whistled and clapped and caught the rhythm with him while he puffed notes from his soul.
And on it went. Went into the early morning hours. The bar filled with smoke and loud talk and still the music played on. Then it ended. Just ended like a sudden rainstorm passing overhead. Then we slid off our bar stools, closed our umbrellas and went into the night with little shards of music cutting the brain.
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"You did a good job of creating like and eclectic, beat generation, coffee house type vibe. Or at least that's what I read into it." -- David Hardin.
"Excellent lyrics , even without the music , I could almost smell the cig. smoke and see the place ." -- Jerry Short, Detroit Lakes, USA, Mn.
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COPYRIGHT NOTICE
© 2007 Vincent Lini |
STORYMANIA PUBLICATION DATE
January 2007 |
NUMBER OF TIMES TITLE VIEWED
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