...And I Shall Call Him Francois!

Tonight with much excitement and relief, I finally get to see my all time favoritest poet/rapper/genius/whoremonger Sage Francis in concert tonight in Orlando. Our love affair all started when a co-worker at a hotel I worked at gave me and my friend Landon a mixtape with Eyedea and Abilities, Atmosphere and Non-Prophets (Sage's hip hop side project) on it. We listened to it while we worked that night, then again later on the way home. We agreed that the standout artist on that CD was definitely the one on track 4. The following day Landon came over to my place (my mom and grandma's apt.), and we were chilling in my room (the livingroom couch) and he proceeds to tell me that he found out who the artist on track 4 is. He says "its some white dude from Providence, RI with a lumberjack beard named Sage Francis!" Then we proceed to get into his car and he puts in a disc labled Personal Journals. "What is this?", I ask. "Oh, it's Sage's debut solo album", says Landon. And from the first song "Crack Pipes" to this very day, I've never been the same. Sage Francis has singlehandedly changed the way I view poetry. The way I view lyric writing. The way I view religion and seeing through the bullshit. The way I view love and relationships. Him and his music has changed the way I view life in general. With a catalog with over 250 songs in it, there's no shortage of brilliance.

I'll write a review of the show and hopefully post some pictures on here soon after.