Grande is Dramatico.

Or maybe just a drama queen. Which ever was correct I felt it yesterday. I played with a new concept (new to me) and I made a ten minute feature feel like I was giving a tour of a piece of my head. The Belgium people were cool. What Belgium people you ask? Well the 40 to more Belgium people that crossed the Grand Concourse in almost a straight line, and sat down to listen some Bronx Poetry. Or Poetry in the Bronx. WOW.
Listen guys, I loved this night so much, and I am really proud of what I did. I genuinly believe that I took the time and flew with it. Oscar, and Tony Brown will probably post a full report on the evening, so I wont talk to much of the actual events, but the feelings were weird. Nobody reports a reading like Oscar, so I'll leave that job to him, and I anticipate reading his post and experiencing everything all over again. Tony and Kyra were dope ass kick ass rock star, hot, cool, great. Everyone who missed the night, really missed out. Your bad not mine.
After tonight I have a new arrow in my quiver. New weapon in my arsenal.

Before the show, I was in total zen. Or as close to it as possible before a feature. I bought my first Cigar in a few weeks. Walked through My Central Park, puffing, dancing in my head, and let go of every worry that I had for the day. I went through the ramble, and that bought the last of my blood to an even flow. I enjoyed the walk even though there were a few muddy patches and I was in light colors. I did lift my pants a few times to go over some muddy paths.
The day was beautiful, and it made me believe in spring again. I believe in a thing called spring,
Just because spring is dope.