Here’s a reading of a short story (which might also be a poem, depending on how you hear it) called Bumper Boats.
You can read below an earlier version of this — there are some slight changes in the reading vs. this text version linked here:
Bumper Boats
Larry Bird shooting buckets with his left hand and the drummer from Tool setting up the final fill in a devastating song with a roll on the snare that he then echoes with his feet and Joni Mitchell’s unique phrasing and tunings for at least a decade of the best ever non hits and Stevie Wonder’s double jointed clavinet funk and Raymond Carver’s story tha…
Anyway, I’m enjoying exploring this — it’s meant to be a single sentence, which obviously presents challenging when reading, so here’s an earnest first attempt.
