Conversations with Keefy

This is my third or fourth attempt at this blog and so advanced apologies for this 2800 plus word, disjointed mess you are about to enjoy. Or not. Not getting done with one this has been holding me up from finishing at least three other blogs soooooo..... here.... we.....go! Just a girl and her Uke Attempt #1- Summer 2010.... July 15th Through the miracle of social media I found out Amanda Palmer had a secret “ninja gig” today at Harvard's American Repertory Theater (A.R.T.). Props to Scott Trano (organizer of the annual Zombie March) for posting on his facebook about this. One of the few perks of long term unemployment is I can go to things like this. Yay spontaneity! Hopped on the Redline to Harvard and walked right into the the theater and sat down as Amanda came out to applause with just her uke. I had guess it would be a little uke and Q&A which is fine for me. She played some tunes (including a tear rending version of “Makin' Whoopie” and talked about her upcoming

Written and Directed by Rob Epstein and Jeffrey Friedman ( Werk Werc Studios ) I went to the Coolidge Corner Theater in Brookline, MA to watch the movie Howl staring James Franco as the late, great Beat poet Allen Ginsberg. Warning: I am a huge poetry fan and Ginsberg is one of my idols so this review is going to be fairly one-sided. When I was 15 my uncle Lenny gave me his copy of Howl and Other Poems and told me "I could learn a lot from it”. Lenny being an eccentric artist, musician and intellectual was always trying to broaden my horizons and I was always eager to check out whatever new thing he had to share. I was by no means a sheltered kid growing up. Howl just blew the doors off of a lot of dark and light corners off life I really had no clue about at the time. I was already trying to write my own poetry as an early teen with primitive attempts at song lyrics, sonnets etc, but after reading that book and absorbing other Beat Generation titles I tried to raise it up t