our last first//friday@secondstory until the spring semester, friday night’s event was pretty fucking rad. perhaps it was the poetry of kate northrop, or the music of rob joyce, or all that talk about evil knievel and parasites courtesy of kelly herbinson. or maybe it was the fresh, soft-wood aroma emanating from the flooring stacked in the corner of the bookstore (still under construction as it is converted to a coffeeshop). despite the fact that there were so many memorable moments, one thing we did not remember was the department camera — so we’ve pieced together a collage of friday’s event from camera phones and fbook for your viewing pleasure.
rob joyce drew a crowd of his own. unfortunately, not all of them had chairs.
the people: pensive or sleepy?
the mural: bear vs. wolf w/boner tail?
kate northrop performs for us a poem in two voices.
was she at the reading?
this is what it sounds like when doves cry.
reversecowgirl.
For a moment there, I thought this event was just a grip of people staring at an empty podium, listening, occasionally, to a lone crooner, and waiting for a train to roar past or a fight to break out across the street at the Buckhorn or even some lost conversation made from wind and window.