I'm eating a late dinner at Hotel Karol restaurant in Monza after experiencing and performing at the rebirth of the Italian National Slam. It was a great success. Marvelous audience (old and young -- rich of heart and mind). A mix of many styles. Great fun generate by the emcees. And the old man kicked ass.
The Italian slammers are struggling with the same questions slammers in other parts of the world have struggled with. It breaks to one overriding issue: should organizers make production choices that favor the poets sensibilities or choices that make the show more enjoyable for the audience. All who know me know where I stand. Poetry Slam was created for the audience. As performing poets we are servants to them. I hope the Italian slam community chooses the later. If they do their shows will grow and grow. If not they will end up like the old faulty models of poets reading to poets sans any real audience.
That's the word tonight. Now I'm going to eat my pasta and go to sleep.