When I showed up to my next shift, another coworker asked me how the show had been. I told her, I didn't make it, but Alberto said that his roommate is performing the following week. So we made plans to go see Erin perform. Incidentally, if you're ever in the mood to watch some poetry, check out Cafe Deux Soleils on the Drive on a Monday night.
The show we went to was her semi-final round of the Vancouver Poetry Slam tournament to get to earn a place on the Vancouver team. And everybody was awesome. No hyperbole; I'm not just trying to be poetic to fit in, it was great. Erin advanced to the finals too (she's kinda awesome that way) so guess where I was tonight.
If you guessed at Deux Soleils, well you'd be wrong, but only because the finals were held at the Rio Theatre. Top 4 of 8 finalists make the team, and by mid-way through the show, I think I was as nervous as some of the poets. Once again, just absolutely phenomenal performances all around.
Then came the moment of truth: She made it! Serious props to all 8 poets, but specifically Erin.
Anyway, over the past 8 days, I've come to realize that I really enjoy slam poetry, and that Vancouver has a pretty awesome poetry scene. And what's that you say? It's currently the Vancouver International Poetry Festival week?! Well then get out for some of their events, you may discover you have the same affinity as me. Or hell, just go do something different this week, just to see, deal?
(I take back what I said about the new layout. By the time I finished writing this, I was used to it. Not that it makes a difference to you since only I see it. Or anyone else who writes a blog I suppose... The end.)
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