On Wednesday I posed at the Ontario College of Art from 9:00 to 16:00. I was going to check out the poetry slam but found out that it wasn’t any kind of contest and so I didn’t go. I went up to the Bloor Street United Church for the Fat Albert’s open stage in the basement. Tom Smarda, Steve Lowe and I performed my songs “Sixteen Tons of Dogma” and “The Next State of Grace”:
The Next State of Grace
I’m sitting here cooking
in the stew of the street
I’m the part that won’t ever get stirred
but as I am boiling I drink my own broth
and bend noodles to the shape of these words
Oh when oh when will I ever learn?
I can’t find my heaven
with wheels that don’t turn
I’ve got no ambition and that’s a disgrace
Guess I’ll sit here and wait for
the next state of grace
I’m dug down so deep
in the trench of my heart
I can’t seem to climb back out again
and my voice is so distant
it can hardly be heard
by the women who pass in the rain
Oh when oh when will I ever learn?
I can’t drive a girl home
with wheels that don’t turn
from the ditch of my pride where I try to save face
Guess I’ll sit here and wait for
the next state of grace
So my mind hangs above
this emotional wreck
like a scavenger looking for parts
and it lives in a mansion
that’s built from the sweat
of my tarpaper shack dwelling heart
Oh when oh when will I ever learn?
I’ll freeze here on Earth
with a heart that won’t burn
So I’m biding my time here as fate’s welfare case
while I line up and wait for
the next state of grace
Then Tom and I went up to the Black Rooster open stage on Bathurst south of Dupont and did four songs each. Mary Milne came with Sarah and read some poems, then Tom and I went down to Bloor and Brunswick for the open stage at Albert’s Hall where Steve had gone right after Fat Albert’s. It was bogus because it was hosted by Danny Marks who was a putz. He deliberately screwed up Mike Weedman’s name when he introduced him so I shouted out, “You’re an asshole!”
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