Jubie up, foofs: The Squawk, as it is said 'round here, is unchainable. And now we're even Myspaceable. Squawk is one of the off-beatest, most eclectic, schizolithically elevating and open open mikes in the country. Located in the heart of Harvard Square, Cambridge, MA, it embraces all who come through its swinging wooden doors every Thursday night from 9 pm to something in the neighborhood of midnight: beat poets of the 21st century, music, dance, performance art and spoken word in all possible varieties from all corners of the earth. Squawk shaman Lee Kidd and his merry band of Squawksters -- Jessa Piaia, Richard Cambridge and Mick Cusimano -- frothed up the Squawk almost 20 years ago, and they host the event together every week.
So come one, come all. Freedom calls. Duty be squeemered. Desire is the password, the love of liberty a must. The complimentary coffee is hot, the complimentary tea freshly brewed, the complimentary cookies sweet, and the incomparable entertainment -- for a $3 suggested donation at the door for audience and performers alike -- unchainably entertaining.
WHEN
Every Thursday night. Doors open at 9 and stay open 'til everyone is well satisfied.
HOW TO GET THERE
1555 Mass. Ave., Cambridge, MA (MBTA: red line to Harvard Square)
It all happens in a weirdly gorgeous, acoustically brilliant wood-panelled balcony-girded room in the Harvard-Epworth Church, adjacent to the Harvard Law School on the north side of Harvard Square, across from the Common.
THE DRILL
No sign up; just show up, and the rest will take care of itself. Like magic. Most nights are 2-song or 2-poem nights for each performer. There's a $3 suggested donation at the door for performers and audience members alike. The featured performer(s) take the stage at around 10 o'clock for a half-hour (20 minutes apiece if it's a co-feature-type situation) , and then we return to whomever for whatever for however long. It's a fete and a feast of bright eyes, gilded throats, sharp minds and strong bodies.
Jubie up, foofs, no matter what. In the land of Squawk, as it is said, nothing is safe.
Thanks for having me and Eric at Squawk last week. It was a great experience as always. You never know what, exactly, is going to happen. Peace and love.
Lo Gallucio and Eric Zinman last Thursday were awesome, deep, poetic, stretching the limits of our musical experience. Love It were mellow, different, enjoyable - a uke played like a harp! Billy Barnum surprised us with a wonderful poem tribute to Brother Blue. Other Squawkers remembered our Brother Blue. Looking forward to next week and the week after and beyond.
Hmmm...how about another Leonard Cohen tribute night this summer? We could make it an annual event. I'll get there soon. Crazy vida. Blessings and kisses to all, Lo
Hi all, I had a wonderful time performing at the Winter Solstice Extravaganza, with the Brother Blue Tribute and was honored to be a part of it all. Much love and light in this blessed season, Morgana
(CNN) -- A 90-year-old Akron, Ohio, woman who shot herself as sheriff's deputies tried to evict her from her foreclosed home became a symbol of the nation's home mortgage crisis Friday.
Fannie Mae foreclosed on the Akron, Ohio, home of Addie Polk, 90, after acquiring the mortgage in 2007.
Addie Polk is being treated at Akron General Medical Center after shooting herself at least twice in the upper body Wednesday afternoon, her city councilman said.
U.S. Rep. Dennis Kucinich, D-Ohio, mentioned Polk on the House floor Friday during debate over the latest economic rescue proposal.
"This bill does nothing for the Addie Polks of the world," Kucinich said after telling her story. "This bill fails to address the fact that millions of homeowners are facing foreclosure, are facing the loss of their home. This bill will take care of Wall Street, and the market may go up for a few days, but democracy is going downhill.
Wow...I had no idea you guys were here!! (Well, I did just move into the area not that long ago...) Thanks for finding me and I hope to make it out sometime!
Still hearing pieces of "Rinky Dink" pass through my mind, giggles and justice all in one felt swoop. Lee did a great Maggie's Farm. Wow. Thanks for having me....Love to all.
Thanks for having me last night. It is truly always a pleasure. You guys really capture the spirit of music I think. I always feel free to express when I am there, be it musically or verbally. Thanks so much. Keep sqauwking in the free world!
So Last Thursday was fantibulous. Uncle Shoe Walked all over us. Billy Barnum got me pondering the universe and the quirks of the world. Diana Rootnik was back after so many years with a story that inspired. Always an interesting adventure.
Jubie up, hey., and onward through the DHABAB. No bones about it. We will, as it will have been written, see you here . . . and on the other side, when the time comes. Tchoo, Tchoo.
