Is there anything worse than poetry read out loud sometimes? Sometimes it can add depth to a poet’s work and enhance the experience of a poem, but often it’s really hard to sit through. In most cases, if writers were meant to read their work out loud, they’d say their poems into a tape recorder. That having been said, I found a set of recordings I made with Eric Kinlaw in Augusta, Georgia in 2001. Eric is a versatile and talented musician, and he was nice enough to back me up when I performed my work following the poetry slam I ran at the Soul Bar. I’m posting a few of these recordings, not to impress you with the quality of the reading (I was less than stellar, Eric did a fantastic job), but more to give an example of where my head was at five years ago and to remind myself that I once had a much bigger need to perform. Click the play icon to play in your browser, or right click and save to your desktop.