Month: November 2016

[POSTPONED DUE TO WEATHER] Ghost Town Poetry Open Mic Featuring Mike G and Rob Katsuno at Angst Gallery Thursday, December 8, 2016

November 17, 2016

IMPORTANT MESSAGE FROM CHRISTOPHER LUNA: While I hate to do this, I am going to have to call off tonight’s reading. I just ventured out, and it does not seem safe to drive right now. I don’t imagine that the roads will be much better at 6pm. Please check Facebook and printedmattervancouver.com for updates on when we will reschedule Mike G and Rob Katsuno’s featured reading.

I think that this is the first time I’ve canceled the event due to weather in our history. I know that this is disappointing, but I would feel terrible if anyone got hurt while traveling to Ghost Town.

Stay warm, stay safe, and please do what you can to help us inform everyone that we will not be gathering at Angst tonight.

Gratefully,
Christopher Luna

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GHOST TOWN POETRY OPEN MIC
Hosted by Christopher Luna and Toni Lumbrazo Luna

7 pm
Thursday, December 8

Open mic sign up begins at 6:30 and closes at 7

Angst Gallery
1015 Main Street
Vancouver, WA 98660
angstgallery.com

Food and libation provided by
Niche Wine Bar, 1013 Main Street

Sound provided by Briz Loan & Guitar: http://briz.us/
LGBTQ-FRIENDLY, ALL AGES, AND UNCENSORED SINCE 2004

Featuring Mike G and Rob Katsuno

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Mike G: I’ve been writing for my sanity for quite some time now. It’s the most fun, and the most serious thing I do. For me, performing is the public celebration of this sanity. Now and then I’ve read my poems on KBOO radio. Now and then my poems get published. To say it another way: I oozed from the womb in Michigan with hardly more life than a manikin, then the Muse infused me with madness, inspired my wordplay of rage and sadness, or sometimes funny, so it’s said; I’ll clown and rant until i’m dead.

After the plague of boils Job scalded his secret patience formula upon my soul. That’s me lounging on the rotting log spitting a protest melody into the unwashed harmonica. The cold sun is a kind of food. I watch the leaves eat. Eyes fierce and blue in the whiteout blizzard. That’s me, the keeper of memory, not buried yet, heart still beating.

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Rob Katsuno has been employed as a Boeing jet design engineer, a Mitsubishi Joint Venture Broker, a Morgan Stanley Investment Banker in NY and Tokyo. He holds an MBA from UCLA and currently works as a Ameriprise Financial Advisor. In 2011 he received third place in the Willamette Writers Kay Snow Writing Contest. He is also a talented performer who has appeared at BackfencePDX and United Solo, America’s largest solo performance festival in Theatre Row, NY. For more information about rob, visit robkatsuno.com

A. I’m from Japan

B. where more than anywhere else

C. people die from overwork

D. there’s a word for it- KAROUSHI-

E. My wife is from Rio de Janeiro,

J. where more than anywhere else

K. people die from overpartying

M. there’s a word for that

N. Carnaval