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How the Funk Can Help You (while you're taking out the trash)
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An Important Update from the Stanknasity Leadership Conference (SNLC)
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Just Who Would That Bookerman Be? - A Poem-in-Progress by the distinguished Reverend Dr. Boogaloo.***It is The Bookerman who has a grand plan to sprinkle a little choddy all over the land. The bravest of icons of all modern art, he’s debonair and handsome and also quite smart. He creates the new media, making music for the dance and can do a fine Boogaloo, in his tight checkerboard pants. He’s a third generation artist from an ingenious family, making very funky music since nineteensixtythree. He memorized all the instrument sounds, blew his horn with a bang and twang; if you heard him singing Porgy or Bess, you would certainly know he can sang. He spends his time in the public eye, you can see him on the TeeVee, and now he’s roaming the internets where all of the people can see. He’s spent his life all over the world in tiny juke joints and theatre, but since he’s been in Euroland, his thoughts metabolize weirder. Right now he lives and works in Berlin, a city of coldness and vermin; you can catch him on stage as an actor sometimes, mumbling something unintelligible in German. His facination with art the world over is like an unquenchable thirst; he’s an advocate and fighter for the Artist’s Rights, for the artist must always come first. Seeking to link with original souls whose art is impossible to copy, he mostly ignores sleepy companies and foes, who bite because they are sloppy. The global institution he’s building right now has a business plan that is lethal; the success he craves will be based somehow on creating new jobs for cool people. So watch this space for The Bookerman ..cause you know he’s really a-tryin’; do drop him a line and be crisp, sweet and kind; just be nice when you signifyin’!
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