CHEAP COVER MIXED WITH CHEAP DRINKS SPLASHED WITH A OPEN MIC TO LET YOUR LITTLE DRUNK HEART SPEW ITS BEAUTIFUL LINES. NOW THATS ENTERTAINMENT FOR A TUESDAY NIGHT.
Few weeks ago I left my job a little bit later than I had expected and found myself on the drag ( guadelupe st) by the University of Texas at about 7pm on a Tuesday. I stopped in for a drink at one of my favorite year round christmas light bars, Spider House. Ordered a cold one and perched down at the end of the bar and to my surprise two ladies, not a day over 25 looking thirsty walked in and the next words out of their mouths changed my night. "Is this where slam poetry is" said in a valley girl tone. My heart raced, "Nah, it's next door at the Art Authority" said the bartender. I knew then I had to close my single lonestar tab, tip the bartender and follow what the world just shitted on me..
After paying the $6 to get in, grabbing another drink, smoking a cigarette outside with the poet society of Austin it was time for the show to start. The next few hours are a haze of words being recited, read off of composition books, cell phones and even an older 50 something year old man who took to the stage and opened up with, "My Mistress is making me do this, she is right over there kids."
I enjoyed this gathering or to be more poetic, this event is the shit! I recommend you show up, behave, and let the words take your mind away.