so you know it’s been a dream since i saw Slam and found out that saul won the nite on this stage? and it was nice, so intimate, kinda reminded me of bowery, but only because i had been there first. it was so small that i got a shoutout “come on miss canada, come closer…” and the folks on the mic rocked it, namely miz jaha nainzabu and of course, the man i went to see, mister taalam acey. dangit. shoot.
then, lovely ayana came to meet me (that’s two times in less than a month in two different cities, makes up for the two years before that that we didn’t see eachother) she came to get me in the thunderstorm (jaha did that) and took me to kim’s on st.mark’s st. and out for my first arepa at Caracas (93 1/2 E7th-www.caracasarepabar.com) damn, that food tasted so good, i had the chorizo. we went up to Union so that i could get something to cover up my tank toppedness because i knew the subway would be freezing.
this morning, we slept in then went for columbian chicken on the corner (i heart queens!) you know your trip isn’t complete until you have some plantains and a manzano soda. yummmm. now i’m gearing up for the Brooklyn! though i’m torn between Wild Style and going to the Urbanworld Vibe Film Festival. so many things, so little time!