Brain a bit frozen this morning. (Too much sangria?) Had a great time last night at No Black Tie when poets, including Malika Booker, took to the stage to entertain.
NBT is a great venue (it was the first time I'd been there - I'm lazy as well as unhip!), intimate and stylish. A good crowd turned up, a lot of them students from the International Islamic University. And many of the usual cool dudes you'd expect to find at a gig like this were there too, of course. (Pang, Zedeck, Bernice ...)
There were short readings from Faridah Manaf, American peformance poet Elaine Foster (aka " the loud girl"), Chung Ha Si * and Chris Mooney Singh who organises Singapore's monthly poetry slam. (Take a minute to read about it. We need to make this happen here!)
Jermone and Jasmine compared incomparably, a very slick and funny double act.
Malika Booker was up then, after a short break. Lovely to look at as well as to listen too she read poems identity, family and broken relationships - very honest and accessible pieces. I loved too the music of her soft West Indian accent.
I'm sorry the picture I took of her isn't great (her face fades into the darkness) but at least you can appreciate the stylish clothes and jewellery. (That ring! Those bangles!)
Don't forget that Malika will be performing again with Project OMG at the Food Foundry. Hope to see you there.
(*Apologies if spellings are wrong)