Notice all of the capitols in that last paragraph? Yeah, that is because of the power of slam! It turns regular letters into big-girl adult letters. Hey! I should write all of my updates at the bar while drunk.
Chris Bundy was our drunken host (filling in for Kyle who was feeling a bit ill), and Andi Kauth was an awesome feature. She’s so young (still a teenager), but with such talent. We all wish we could write like her when we were her age. Rebels Kamp provided background music for the open mic. A two for one deal, really—poetry AND music. Careful, or we will live up to our beatnik heritage. Next time, everyone bring black berets! (Not really. Ok, I guess; if you really want to.)
[Note from Kat Sanford: Kat D. is way more drunk than her writing thus far may seem. i.e.: There was actually a sentence about diapers, but she changed it. Yeah. Drunk.]
Speaking of Kat Sanford, guess who will be your feature this week? That’s right. Ms. Kat Sanford. Kat Sanford was raised by wolves, who, during her terrible twos, left her on the doorstep of two lovely, churchgoing people in California . She has been compared to Tom Waits, Bette Midler, Ricki Lee Jones, and Bea Arthur, in no particular order, by at least a couple of drunk and/or gay men.
Kat was on the SF/Berkeley Unified Poetry Slam Team in 2003, co-coached the Palo Alto Slam Team to 23rd in the nation in 2004, and has volunteered like mad at National events ever since. She is the authorette(!) of three chapbooks: You Were Warned, Talk With Your Eyes, and Sleeping With Bears. She also sold a CD while on tour with Ed Zeppelin in 2005, but can’t even remember what she called it.
Kat lives in Oakland with two cats, seven gerbils, two lizards, and a couple of disgruntled human beings. Someday she plans to get a house with her girlfriend, Erica, who has her heart set on owning a giraffe.
As always, we will have poets, poetry, and beer! We look forward to seeing you again.
~Kat Dietrich & the San Jose Poetry Slam
173 Santa Clara St . San Jose , CA
$6 at the door Every Tuesday