Crisps

"For swich lawe as a man yeveth another wight,
He sholde hymselven usen it, by right;
Thus wole oure text."

-- Chaucer, in the "Introduction to the Man of Law's Tale," The Canterbury Tales

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Baba Brinkman, creator of the world Fringe sensation The Rap Canterbury Tales, has released a new album, Apocalyptic Utopian Dreams in the Western Wilderness. It's for free download, for I don't know how long, at this link. It's the product of a productive sabbatical of sorts; Baba is finishing a tree-planting trip in British Columbia as I type this.

The names of his associates is almost enough to bolster interest. Handles like Miss Cherry on Top and Smoky Tiger.

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I'm saving some dough and spending some words on drafting a possible Cincinnati Fringe show for next year.

My current brainstorm melds Middle-English with Led Zeppelin lyrics. Something about adolescent searches and Anglo-Saxon dissolutions. It's a bit fuzzy. Most of my projects never crisp.

Any other (better) ideas? Anything intellectual, challenging, bizarre, nerdy, new and rough'n'cheap is fair game.

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Crisp, by the way, comes partly from the Middle- AND Old-English word, curly, which has an obvious modern derivative. I think that's funny.