I miss the D.C. poets.
Don’t miss us. We’re ridiculous. Case in point: Tom Orange owns no dance music. And he only has, like, 10,000 CDs.
Yeah, maybe now that Tom has a job he’ll invest in an iPod. 😉
But he has a great collection. What’s dance music?
we all shook our booties last night nevertheless!
I miss them too, Jessica, though, to borrow Faulkner, not despite their ridiculousness, but because of it.
But if you go back to C-ville, at least you’ll be only two hours away by car.
That said, when I hear the name Tom Orange, I don’t think “DC poet” anymore. Instead, it’s more like “Leading Light of the Nashville Avant Garde.”
Thus begins the Tom Orange Roast.
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