Ah, the weekend lineup. They just about write themselves. I’ve been looking forward to it all week…
There’s yet ANOTHER Minnesota Book Awards reading tonight, and this will be the last since the official awards are being handed out tomorrow. Guess who’s “moderating” tonight’s reading? Tha’s right. Me. (Sorry Tex!) But with a lineup that includes over a dozen famous writers, including karaoke king Ed Bok-Lee, my appearance promises to be short.
Shutka Book of Records: A seriously funny mockumentary/documentary about the various local legends inhabiting a Macedonian town–supposedly the world’s most populous Roma settlement. See today’s Strib for the 3.5 star review. The one and only screening happens tomorrow evening as part of the Film Festival, although, admittedly, this is part of the small campaign I’m waging to get this film reprised in the festival’s best-of retrospective. (Are they even doing that this year?) In any case, show’s at Bell Auditorium, 7:15 p.m. But not until tomorrow.
And introducing a new feature, The Teaser (truth be told, this might be the one and only time I tease anything): Here are some things I either forgot to write about and/or have yet to experience: The Museum of Russian Art‘s new exhibition, Soviet Dis-Union, which I saw last Saturday; the Brave New Workshop and its fast-on-his-feet leader, Caleb McEwan, who I’ll be enjoying tomorrow evening (no book awards for me, d’Oh!); the Soap Factory‘s opening, which I may or may not have the time to catch; Coyote on a Fence, Theatre in the Round‘s new play about death row; the physical fitness/running ability (or lack thereof) of a certain smack-talkin’ Minnesota Orchestra percussionist named Kevin Watkins, whose ass I’m going to kick this Sunday a.m.
There he is. He’s toast!
Leave a Reply Cancel reply