Kelli,
I missed your simulcast interview a few weeks ago, thought that was that. Then I happened upon your Myspace page. (I usually come direct to the source. The pure Kelli Ali fix.)
It just happened that I didn’t have much to post here—been collecting ideas for a new poem but haven’t committed to anything yet—so I had a little extra time to explore. And discovered the Other Woman. (The Other Woman on Kelli Ali’s Myspace?! I wondered what you would think if you knew, should I feel guilty?)
As I linked, i thought saucy name but would it deliver? As soon as i saw the come-hither art I knew it would. and it did.Accompanied by Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein on piano!
I was so excited I needed a replay, and even then I wanted more. More you exclaim?! (All the great discussions take Dickensian twists—perhaps it’s because I was an orphan?) Yes. Yes?! Yes.
Question—What is the name of the French singer you played? (The very last song.) I can’t wait to hear more of her stuff. I hope you have time to reply.
Well that’s the comedy and question, so gotta go. Best wishes on the new recording.
Bryan
P.S. I posted a better version of this last night, but it disappeared as I submitted it, which was frustrating because it took a couple hours to compose. (A subject as tantalizing as the other woman demands witty diatribe, don’t you think?)
P.S.S. Is there a certain time limit for posting, anything taking longer is disappeared?