I also found a poem by Michael Madsen I was going to use in the below post, but then I remembered Reservoir Dogs and I thought, well, maybe I’ll just mention that Mr. White Mike is the best poet ever. Better than T.S. Eliot, Emily Dickinson, and William Shakespeare rolled up into one.
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Don’t forget to mention my CD.
What could be better than depressed soul-searching and navel-gazing about death, with heaps of bad puns thrown in?
Are you going to bark? all day? little Gopi? or are you going to bite?
mr madsen seems to have the monopoly on the relevant comments for this post, so i’ll just mention that i still don’t get it, but am still sure it must be funny.
is celebrity poetry a trend or something now? i mean, i know about jewel, alas and alack, but does charles ("charlie") sheen have his own book out, too? and if so, isn’t there anything we ordinary citizens can do to stop it?
Ladies and Gentlemen, The Man (Greg) can no longer keep us down! Poetry is for all! Let this bard of the West sing his manly words from a position of great and aloof him-ness!
In other words, here is the link http://pages.sbcglobal.net/12gaugepress/_wsn/page7.html . Check out his disgusting hair in the cd cover art. I loved the raging and masculine testimonials by assorted um, poetry lovers?
He’s got street language. Images I can relate to. He blows my mind with his drifts of gut-wrenching-riffs.
Madsen rides kayak solo against the cross current of conventional standards in a one man attempt to define what it means to be a man in 21st Century America.
Amen, brother.
“T.S. Eliot, Emily Dickinson, and William Shakespeare all rolled up into one”
sounds like a really bad porn video.
In case anyone missed the memo, celebrity poetry is the new food blogging.
What about my memoirs? Please rescue them from the remainder bins or I will be forced to run naked through your lawn (again)!