The shooting experiment I undertook last night turned out to be a dismal failure. I’ll spare you the details. But I did manage to salvage a few shots at a jazz concert on Ljubljana’s central Preseren Square. Credit for that goes to Allen Ginsberg.
I was first drawn in by the confident cadence of Derrianne Dyett, a young women from Trinidad & Tobago, who was reading the opening lines of ‘Howl‘. I hadn’t heard that performed in more than a decade. Listening to it in the shadow of Slovenian poet Prešeren’s statue put a big ole smile on my face. I felt less old.
The bass guitarist who is the subject of this triptych is Benson Itoe from Cameroun. He made sure I left more energized.