Thursday, June 19 2008 @ 12:12 AM MST Contributed by: noah
It's been a nice break…stretching our legs, staring at the sky, busting our chops in everyday life; but the buffalo are picking right back up where we left off a few months ago with our 2008 open mic schedule at the Bowery Poetry Club.
First, this Saturday June 21st, we will be taking part in New York City's "Make Music New York" where music will be playing out in the streets for free all over the city. You will find us, the Buffalo on a stage OUTSIDE in front of the Bowery Poetry Club this Saturday June 21st from 3-3:30 taking part in the outdoor festivities, but we will be hanging out throughout the day occasionally jumping on stage when no one is looking while things are still run outdoors.
Then, starting Saturday July 12th, the Buffalo Readings + FLIP Free Open Mic makes its dramatic monthly return at the Bowery Poetry Club. Our goal is the same: to give this city an opportunity to enjoy a free high-quality poetry & jazz open mic in one of the heart of ny's poetry scene. So spread the word to come on down and take part, because all of us are doing this for all of you! From the bottom of our hearts. Demian Richardson (trumpet), Susan Kramer (vocals), the legendary Daniel Carter (sax, flutes, reeds & wind instruments) + all of us Buffalo Poets (King O, David, Callahan & myself) want to get down with all of you and have some of you blow us away. So tell your friends, we really want to create something exciting here with you!
MIT Develops Efficient Means of Storing Solar Energy
Friday, August 01 2008 @ 10:38 AM MST Contributed by: kingotho
Through the development of some mystery catalyst, researchers at MIT shown how you can cheaply and efficiently breakdown tap water into hydrogen and oxygen with extra electricity from solar panels, thereby storing that energy for later use. Check out the video on Engadget.
Buffalo Readings Quickie #31 King Otho w/The Three Daves Band, Garbage In Yada, Yada...
Thursday, July 31 2008 @ 03:19 AM MST Contributed by: fleecebeast
There's a whole page missing from the performance of this poem, but the moment was just awesome anyhow. A shinny nickel and a handshake goes to the first one who names in the comments which countries are missing!
I stumbled upon this while looking for cool science podcasts on Miro. It's TED, the awesome annual conference where thousands of smart people get together and give each other lectures, and it's truly inspiring. Among the video lectures you'll find the cutting edge of science, technology, philosophy and design, and it's not third, or second generation, but first, right from the mouth of the minds who thought them.
Buffalo Quickie #29, Make Music New York: David Acevedo, __________
Saturday, July 05 2008 @ 03:26 AM MST Contributed by: fleecebeast
Dave tears it up with the band The Three Daves at the Make Music New York Festival. When David jumps up and down he is reading "!!!" and he blinks his eyes similar to the science tests of decapitation and brain functionality at the end.
The Buffalo had the great pleasure of performing at the Bowery's Make Music New York presentation. We were thrown up in front of the place with a mic and commandeered the band who was on before us; I think you'll agree we made the most of it!
I've always thought poetry comes in all forms and comedy is no exception. And one of the few sitting at the pinnacle, one of the true heavy weights of comedy, George Carlin, passed earlier today. While he reigned, Carlin always made an attempt to enlighten his audience with his unique view of the world, teaching through laughter and satire while remaining on the comedy cutting edge, bringing both laughter and thought raining down from his audience.
I think there is only one video to properly pay tribute to Mr. Carlin, and that would be the clip you will NEVER see on TV. So watch and relive how shocking this was in the 70's (although Lenny Bruce would probably just shrug), and be warned this video is NOT safe for work, not safe for children and not safe for people who dislike dirty language. And it never will be. Goodbye Mr. Carlin, thanks for the laughs and thanks for always being thought provoking while thumbing your nose at anyone who wanted you to play your humor safe.
The seven words that can never be said on television:
One of the founding fathers of Rock and Roll. Anybody who is anybody in rock and roll borrowed Bo's licks, moves and grooves: Elvis, The Stones, Hendrix, everyone. Without Bo Diddley no rock band in the 60's would've known how to keep time. So long Bo, may you rest in peace, but force everyone else to shake their hips wherever your soul goes.
Friday, May 23 2008 @ 09:42 AM MST Contributed by: jamzik
I put this compilation together of my visual art. I mix together moss, rock, stone, rust, corrosion, reflection, decay, time, and entropy, with portraits of my friends. These take a long time to make, and each one is like a different story or poem.
This is so new I literaly just finished writing it this very second (for real!)....
"Techno InstaSociety"
or
"The Disjointed Union"
by Noah Levin
What is it you wanted to say? A
thousand voices joined into
disunion.
Nothing for today.
No meat on the table.
No voice on the radio.
Reviews and self satisfaction scream
in millions of digital voices.
Blog your thoughts.
Be the generation of me.
Be the generation that fell into
nostalgic dream. Pillows of
yesterday suffocate voice, disjointed
approval lays the land bare.
Entertainment available to everyone
but the food on my table costs more
then I can pay. Blood for blood.
Will slides away into happiness.
Let me view yesterday on my
computer again and I’ll inject the
internet into my veins. Doped up
cyber-dreams glazes will to do
anything.
Say our independence all together
now, agree on nothing or settle for
self serving slaps on the back.
Grass roots points to aimless
wanderings. Don Quixote says sign
up! Sign Up! Forum rules into
clamor pit of millions where none
rise to the top.
World collapse and we can read
about it on the AP wire in minute
news. Watch instantaneous knee
jerk reaction:
Long term goals no longer exist.
Voice no longer exists. A scream
amongst a million doesn’t exist.
Placation is supreme!
In a new place for the first time and capturing the sublime sunset and approaching high tide with impending night.
Watching day light retreat
The growling trains
come and leave,
I hear them
and wonder to where
in the murky blue sky
do they wander to
at this endless junction
of Brook Land.