If ever you have the opportunity to attend a reading by Hal Duncan – especially a poetry reading – I strongly suggest you go. Hearing these poems spoken by the author, who moves with the speed of rocket lightning and speaks with his own brand of fire and brimstone, was truly something special. Most of the photos I took were a blur of movement, a wash of color reminiscent of sound.
Many thanks to Lou at Biblocafe for hosting this spectacular event, and thanks to all who turned out to celebrate the launch of Songs for the Devil and Death. Dis and I had a wonderful weekend, met some fine people and had our very own Glaswegian adventure as we drunkenly and happily wandered back to the hotel after the afterafter party at Hal’s, where we had the pleasure of hearing Hal read Rabelais and talk about some of his works in progress.
Tiny presses like Papaveria depend on the goodwill of others, and on Saturday night that goodwill overflowed. Thank you all again for a fantastic evening of poetry: shouted, chanted, and sung.
Oh and Lou? Your coffee is awesome. Best cup I’ve ever had on the road.