Byrne Notes LIX ("If you don't do it now you never will." #SynergyNights © 2015
Mid November 2014: Was in Jackson teaching about a few weeks, “If not
now. When?” Looked up open mics. “Fenigans on Tuesday. Can’t do that because I
gotta work the following day.
“If not now. When?” Later, I have to get adjusted
better. “That’s a lie, John!”
Was clanging and banging weights and doing handstands against the wall at Quest
Fitness Center Jackson
at the Med.” Damn, now I have no excuse. Following day, note this may have not happened like this with student. Tuesday a
student in my class was getting honory. He refused to do assignment started
cursing and threatening me and walking toward me with what I thought was
violent intent. I ignored my logic that he was just misbehaving so he could get
out of working. “Bring it on!” Went out the door. From no where a lot of
students gathered. Most of em’ telling him to beat my ass. I slammed the door
so hard I broke the tip of my wedding finger. Was so mad I don’t know whether I
bent my finger backward or caught it in the door when I slammed it. The ROTC
instructor from next to my classroom came and took the student to the office. I
was ashamed of myself. –end of part that
may not have happened. Took off the rest of the day and the following day.
“My fingers broke. Guess I can’t do the open mic now.” “If
you don’t do it now, you know you NEVER WILL.” This was what I learned, in an
all women 12 step study 2004, is the 3rd Step Curse: When ever I
have something important to do there will be something that gets in the way,
prevents me from doing it. “Well damn.”
Made contact to find the wen and where for #SynergyNights.
Practiced until the words were right, regardless, of my finger paining and
throbbing.
Showed up an hour early begging to go on first. Maranda J.
obliged. I was the only white der. Didn’t care, I was ready to go-Refused to be
denied. My inner skepticism was making stuff up, “Look at this guy. He’s really
gonna’ suck.”
I purged that wicked woman from me with a rhyme I wrote
about that woman. So many times my writing songs protect me. As I put a
deviation of the Blues Scale to words temptation went away. pre-show warm up
They loved it. Maranda was shocked. I rocked dood. I was
even invited to do it again. Of course, I always keep my mind open, “I probably
really sucked.” You be the judge link Yet if that were true they probably
wouldn’t have invited me to go again. I have never been welcomed like this
before. Have publicity, an outlet to express myself, and was becoming a
respectable poet/spoken word artist.
My momma once told me, “You can get
fame from anywhere.” Never would have expected it in Jackson . Still have a long way to go. Maranda
calls me a staple/ our house poet. She’s got professional photographers who
made me look like ‘Something Special.’ There were only two times I didn’t show.
Feel responsible to let them know because when I quit Ground Zero Blues Club
open mics I didn’t tell anyone. There were folks who asked me, “What happened?
Why ain’t you playing no more?” By me getting up there others got courage to do
it. Did open mics in Clarksdale
for four months. Started doing it again in Arizona around late December 2013.
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