Wednesday, 7:00 p.m.
This embarrassment: I had two pens with me, and ran out of ink in both of them one page into my notes on Greg Keeler's appearance at the Writer's Festival. Keeler was the only writer there who brought his guitar, and he used it.
Keeler has published seven collections of poetry and a memoir about his friend Richard Brautigan, written and co-written six musical comedies, drawn cartoons and illustrations, recorded twelve tapes/CDs of satirical songs, etc. etc. etc. His memoir, Trash Fish, is forthcoming from Confluence Press.
You begin to see why, during the introduction, we heard this quote about Keeler: "... my absolute favorite practioner of whatever the hell it is that he practices...."
"It's always amazing to have people show up to see me," Keeler said.
I think he's not easily embarrassed, singing this line in the song "Sheep-Watching Llama:" "We've got a llama salon, we call it the Llama-Rama...."
From his musical "Aliens & Canadians:" "Animal money is the Canadian way...."
And it was about here that my pen ran out of ink. Damn. What could I do but sit back and laugh....