Iowa City: Thanks to Claire Core, ambassador of Iowa, Slam Up shacked up at River City Housing Collective. What a dreamy place. Literally, we got there and passed out.
BUT only to disco-nap before our family dinner performance of FriendShips. After grabbing some communal grub, we spend the evening munching, crunching, and discussing with our new human and cat friends Lillian, Jennifer, Betsey, Guido (an italian car salesman, bear and tons of amazing co-opers.
Meet: “The Nutcracker” pistachio-ed pizza. For ladies only.
We slept in the “Raccoon Room”. Supposedly a raccoon lived there once. But now it just makes you feel like a pirate in a cabin of an old ship. YARR!!! The next day we walked the town, ate pizza (not Victor’s status, but still great! There were PISTACHIOS on it.), checked out an old tobacco shop/coffee place (shutting down soon), and got some work done before our show at FairGrounds.
When you can’t find a parrot, get a dragon.
)ur attempts at “putting a bird on it”.
What an amazing place, made more amazing by our gracious host, Lisa. Audrey Smith and Kassia Kisinski warmed up the crowd with their luscious words before we took the stage for one of our most fun shows yet! Iowa City showed UP.
To top off the good vibes, we found a BENJAMIN in our tip jar. First time that’s happened! We spent our last night chilling with Betsey and Guido (Bear was shy), listening to cool jams and eating chocochip waffles made by Lillian. The next morning we left for Chicago with our pal Lillian riding in the back! Slam Up THREESOME! JK! We jammed out to Jurassic 5 and had deep discussions and chill silence all the way to the Sears building..which is ugly?
We picked up two new passengers!
Chicago: Jerry is quite possibly the chillest young man alive. Nothing like coming home to a feast of hummus, french bread, and catch up convo. Got to meet the many sides of Murphy, a pooch with some split personalities.
How i feel about vegetarian Reubens!
The next day we all went to lunch at the Chicago Diner and got half-priced vegetarian Reuben’s! AND free cupcakes. Just because it was their anniversary! Walked it off in Millennium Park, and posing in the Bean. Lake Michigan? Are you sure? Where’s the other side? They be low-ballin!
WHERE’S THE OTHER SIDE?
Where you going?
Which way is (slam) up?
This kinda looks like a shiny butt…
Sam from Madison came!!! New friend reunion! We performed in Evanston at Kafein Cafe where there was a little Journey’s End reunion. Thank you for coming, Timji and Gina! Jerry and his roommates came too. And Lillian and Jennifer came through! There were a bunch of patrons there who didn’t know Slam Up was about to go down, but people be feelin’ it! Noticed that our logo was the background of a stranger’s desktop. Somewhat strange, but cool!
Obama’s motorcade! all I saw was a gun in a window.
We spent the last day of Chitown checking out the free photography museum, eating Chicago styled pizza (which apparently you need a fork and knife for. lamesauce.), and seeing a show at Second City! Funny, but made us want to do our improv. Spent our last night at Timji’s cool hippie house co-op, Stone Soup.
We ready to laugh!
Got all ready to make our way to STL only to realize that I locked we were locked out of the car. Solution: a jam session with Jerry while waiting for AAA to come unlock our car. It is disconcerting how easy it is to break into your own car.
Impromptu jam sess with the boys!
SAINT LOUIS HERE WE COMMMMMEE.
St. Louis: CAN I GET AN AAA…RCH! Cali got to return to her soul-sista-land. Go straight to the Emergency Response Office to meet up with old friends Dee, Sarah, and Clare. Shower and make our way to Legacy Books, Cali’s adopted poetry-home. So many great poems spit, including one by the lovely SistaSols. Thank you UrbSlam for making Slam Up feel at home. Found an old-new friend Betsey from Iowa City there!
Strolling through Soulard on a spring mornin’
Made our way back to Deesle’s to pass out. Saturday was a blur of breakfast feastin’, coffee shoppin’, friend reunions’ (ERT YR 19 WUTWUT), bein ethiopian foodies, failed tattoo attemptin, and crawling around the one and only City Museum with every other 9 year old in St. Louis. All in all it was a wonderful spring day… that culminated in a show filled with ERT friends, Venus Envy friends, Poetry friends, and travel friend :) Thank you Poetic Slang for sharing the stage with us.
Checkin’ out the Soulard’s Farmers Market not for food…
…nah, we lookin’ for (^) incense.
Lesson learned: can count on STL to dance. Both during our show and after. Made our way to own the dance floor at The Handle Bar.
Good Morning! IT’s time for DRAG Queen GOSPEL folks. A coupe Bloody Mary’s and several mimosa’s later we are ready for a post brunch nap.
Say farewell to Betsey, and spend the evening relaxing, enjoying one of the first warm evenings in the city.
Crazy ladies from Texass!
Farewell STL. We will see you sooner than you think ;)
P.S. SLAM UP IS GOIN to LOVEFEST folks. Get pumped.