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Last night I was at a cafe in Rochester, NY where an open mic reading was taking place. Most of the readings were from young performance poets who ranged from grunge to Beat to Hip-Hop to stop-the-war-George-Bush-stuff to folk guitar accompanied reflections. But at some point during the reading, a man in his mid-50s took the stage and cooly, calmly said "I'd like to recite a song lyric, this one called 'Sentimental Lady' from Bob Welch of Fleetwood Mac." And he did just that, read the lyric as a poem. And you know what? It sounded gorgeous.

A friend turned to me and said, "when we get back to your house you HAVE to let me burn that song on a cd."