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On Wednesday, March 22, The Jazz Factory presents a FREE evening of Dissent Literature as part of its monthly series, Jazz & The Spoken Word. As always, the live readings will be accompanied by the jazz improvisation of bassist Brian Vinson and sax/flute player Jacob Duncan.
For this event, however, readers will read excerpts from classic dissent literature, ranging from the works of Kentuckians Thomas Merton and Hunter Thompson to those of Martin Luther King Jr., Kurt Vonnegut, Sojourner Truth, Carolyn Forche, Malcolm X, Adrienne Rich, William Stafford, Virginia Woolf, Audre Lorde, Frederick Douglas and that illustrious dissenter of the Hebrew Scriptures, Job. There will be two sets of readings, the first beginning at 7:30 pm.
More information can be found by following the link. Admission to the readings is FREE but reservations are recommended. The Jazz Factory is on the lower level of The Glassworks Building, 815 W. Market St. Free parking is available after 5 pm in the parking lot directly across the street. Call 502.992.3242 or online at www.jazzfactory.us
I am not involved in the Dissent! reading, though some great Louisville area writers are. However, I am reading on the 23rd at the Morrison Gallery at Elizabethtown Community College. I will try to slip a little dissent into the mix.
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My old buddy, Sam L. Martin, lets the wind out of Henry David Thoreau in this non-fiction piece in Appalachian Heritage for Winter 2005:
Lewis wanted to find out more. “Miss Gray, when did he chop down the trees, and when did he build the cabin?”
Miss Gray seemed to relax. “He began felling the trees at the end of March, 1845, and he moved into his cabin on July 4, so he completed the job in a little over three months.”
Bless her heart. She was young and from the city, so she didn’t know any better. She thought we’d be impressed, so she was shocked when every kid in class laughed.
When the laughter finally quieted down a bit, Birdie Parsons, who’d been knitting a blanket for the baby she’d planned on having in three or four years, chirped, “Sap’s up! Sap’s up! Sap’s up!”
Miss Gray nodded a little slower than usual, then said, “You mean Mr. Thoreau should have felled the timber at a different time. Is that correct?”
Birdie put her knitting needles down. “Yes, Ma’am. I’ll bet working that sappy pine was a mess.”
Miss Gray thought real hard. “As a matter of fact, Birdie, he did mention something about getting pitch on his hands.”
Of this piece, which won an honorable mention for the 2005 Plattner Awards, Sam says, “Since this is my first online exposure, I feel as though I’m standing on a beach in boxer shorts, sporting a farmer’s tan.” Thought I’d help that feeling along a bit, Sam. Hope you don’t mind me quoting you.
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