What, reads the blues?
Well, yes, it was a reading of my poetry! This was the first time I have ever tried such a thing and it was to a full house at Circe's New Poets Sanctuary.
Thanks to Cat for these pictures!
I can't possibly review my own work as I can write them and I can read them but what happens after that is not for me to say. I can definitely say I enjoyed doing it and I'm pretty sure the audience could feel that so I'm pleased about that. And, yep, the good Reverend Silas T Sasquatch showed up too! (laughs)
There was an unfortunate moment after it was over when Peregrine Singh showed up. As always with this fool, a day late and a dollar short. God blessed most men with balls but definitely not that one. Fortunately most places in Second Life recognise him for what he is and have banned him for being such a cowardly and offensive guttersnipe. It is strongly recommended that he be banned anywhere as he will have no reluctance to attack women publicly, destroy the performances of other artists, or create any kind of mindless mayhem he possibly can. Tonight he tried to wreck the reading of Klannex Northmead, an excellent poet who followed my reading.
What is known about this cowardly little man is that he has come to Second Life to peep on private moments as this is easily possible with a Second Life camera. No real man would do that but I'm talking about Peregrine Singh.
He has attacked Cat publicly and I didn't know it as I long ago muted him because I have no need to hear his cowardly, self-serving thoughts. Feel free to insult me but do NOT attack my woman. Others have rolled over for what he does. I will not.
He has attacked one musician after the other because of his own understanding of his musical deficiencies and he knows better than anyone that his music is, at best, adequate. People have tried to reason with him in an attempt to get him to behave but it's impossible as he uses mental illness as an excuse for what he does. It's just a cheap cop as he knows what is required to get help and chooses not to do it. He claims to be God's gift to music and that, naturally, explains why he sits around feeling sorry for himself. He is one pitiful wretch.
Well, yes, it was a reading of my poetry! This was the first time I have ever tried such a thing and it was to a full house at Circe's New Poets Sanctuary.
Thanks to Cat for these pictures!
I can't possibly review my own work as I can write them and I can read them but what happens after that is not for me to say. I can definitely say I enjoyed doing it and I'm pretty sure the audience could feel that so I'm pleased about that. And, yep, the good Reverend Silas T Sasquatch showed up too! (laughs)
There was an unfortunate moment after it was over when Peregrine Singh showed up. As always with this fool, a day late and a dollar short. God blessed most men with balls but definitely not that one. Fortunately most places in Second Life recognise him for what he is and have banned him for being such a cowardly and offensive guttersnipe. It is strongly recommended that he be banned anywhere as he will have no reluctance to attack women publicly, destroy the performances of other artists, or create any kind of mindless mayhem he possibly can. Tonight he tried to wreck the reading of Klannex Northmead, an excellent poet who followed my reading.
What is known about this cowardly little man is that he has come to Second Life to peep on private moments as this is easily possible with a Second Life camera. No real man would do that but I'm talking about Peregrine Singh.
He has attacked Cat publicly and I didn't know it as I long ago muted him because I have no need to hear his cowardly, self-serving thoughts. Feel free to insult me but do NOT attack my woman. Others have rolled over for what he does. I will not.
He has attacked one musician after the other because of his own understanding of his musical deficiencies and he knows better than anyone that his music is, at best, adequate. People have tried to reason with him in an attempt to get him to behave but it's impossible as he uses mental illness as an excuse for what he does. It's just a cheap cop as he knows what is required to get help and chooses not to do it. He claims to be God's gift to music and that, naturally, explains why he sits around feeling sorry for himself. He is one pitiful wretch.
3 comments:
Long live sex, drugs, rock and roll, sleaze and all the rest! If folk like us are the bane of SL, then I shall go to Inworldz and join a farking convent. Before I do so, I shall send Mr. Singh a gift card to the Wild Orchid Bondage Club. And then come back to SL in alt form as a dancer there. . . and send him packing. Love to you and Cat, Bro!
You are a wonderful friend and a wonderful sister! Thank you!
Julie you are priceless ! light and love to you always
Cat Boucher
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