Correspondence: Jazz Poetry

The Rifftides discussion earlier this month about jazz and poetry brought this response from Angela J. Elliott in England. Jazz poetry is not dead and it doesn't smell funny either. Well, at least it seems that way in the USA. There appears to still be an interest in it beyond the hip hop and rap idiom. Over here in Blighty I play to jazz audiences who seem to think that the spoken word at a jazz venue means you can't sing. Only at a literary bash can you expect an honest and fair reception. I … [Read more...]