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are some pictures of the last evening Password ™, and even a video of a text of Erika Soucy and another in English with ryhtme included, thank you for this S * e matos

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word from Archie

so you know, that's it, what had happened: 20 police officers to "morality" stormed the premises of archie on Friday 22 February at 22hOO, just before musicians do not come on stage on which to finish they are not mounted, expelled like all others present, having been identified formally by these big men in blue uniforms. Alone did not have a choice to stay two persons in charge of the counter, and those who agreed to stand as leaders of place, before being identified in turn with Bonus photo (at least hope they will provide us a copy).

Result:
Searches by alcohol and the body (for a total of about $ 600 ... the bastards).
Invitation forced officials concerned to appear before Your Honor, in the months to come, to learn the fine payable (a similar situation had claimed to friends that cursed sum of $ 3500, hopefully it will not longer).
- And most importantly, a ban on alcohol within the premises, on pain of serious problems that fundraiser alone would probably not be resolved.

Prohibition of alcohol among others, but also smoke, to meet more than five people, etc.. Prohibition ... unless you apply for permits that we can achieve in the current state of things (business premises, no exit, no second toilet, etc..), And we do not want anyway, for fear of having to eventually apply for a permit for a beer at home, or even, someday, to be able breathe ...

But do not laugh, we're perhaps not so far, since that's it, done what had happened: now it takes a license to partying with his friends , as if this was not one of rights (not to mention one of the duties) the most basic human ...

Some will say that surely exaggerates. Maybe, but how much and for how much longer? Who feels, in fact, today be able to party with his friends when, after ten o'clock the next quick to call the police for noise at night? When no bar where you can be understood without having to repeat four times before finally the music is so strong, and where half the people spend half the night out not only to avoid the clothes smell of cigarettes, but also and especially to prevent excessive intensity that is precisely the shared foundation of any real feast? Who feel they can really make a party out of wood, "having fun" in Montreal without bars have also more than twenty dollars to spend the evening? In short, who has not felt on entering the premises of the archie to find a place where you can really have fun, partying, the chouille and eventually out to the early morning light after sharing another thing Noise and insignificance, and even love why not?

Should also be mentioned that this festival, far from being an end in itself (although it could claim it), was also a way to allow musicians, painters, sculptors, philosophers, clowns, poets, and all those who continue to experience the world in trying to report what they offer, to benefit charge (also through volunteer work) for a place to create and work with what Quebec culture nourished taken in all its diversity (which will in no case against his own singularity, quite the contrary). A place where French, always with a thought for the first languages that were spoken on this floor before it was concreted, makes it possible to meet the slang, Creole, Arabic, English, Romanian, etc.. and even English, in the form of an unprecedented solidarity not only in Quebec but in the whole world. And so it is the very thing that is a possibility to preserve and strengthen the culture of Quebec, must be brought to trial, the very thing that tries to do something new with the old, rather than destroying the old until 'that it remains nothing to be condemned.

either, yet most people, and technocracy police, police technocratic first, do not talk about it as a "failure" to be regulated as if they were only taking the Omega 3 to take care of his soul, as if it were only to obtain a permit to get everything in order. But in what order (the question worth asking because everyone knows that behind the small problems, are still hiding big problems)? In this globalized world where it is now indistinguishable from Bush Sarkozy and Harper Charest? In this he is nothing more normal than abandon his identity and culture in favor of the omnipotence of the economy and the market? In that order in which Quebec is already dead before he had time to think?

Or, be and is, but we do not accept it, and this is not the "morality police" who will make us change our minds.

Because he must obey the law when it leads to disaster, disappearing within 50 years over 50% of species diversity animal still alive, or the fact that Haitians can not afford to eat the rice they grow themselves and are forced to pay 70 U.S. dollars a bag of rice when they have therefore afford to eat rice, and that this situation is almost the same for more than two thirds of humanity, all under the armed guard of United Nations?

other words, should he continue to fuck the world in the air, just to obey laws that we have not chosen and which do not?

Your laws have no monopoly of the law, and perhaps in Quebec, among other things, that we should start to think, say and do. That's what we're trying to do, and what needed to happen happened, we were outlawed because it is now possible, even to party with friends.

A question remained in abeyance

That the future of the local archie

We can not answer immediately

We still lack a few breaths

We will keep you in the coming days

We apologize for the "dysfunctional"

(this is only the beginning, they have not seen anything yet,

we will give them the "dysfunction" Ostia!).

soon,

The Archies, his party and his friends.

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This famous evening, therefore, the seventeenth of the name, after the downhill descents, what was it look? Well, we were surprised, therefore, again to be surprised again!

The situation at the beginning of the evening was:

Not a drop of alcohol permitted on site.

So, no sound console (returned to its owner, who feared the search), so no DJ, no music (we still débrouillâmes with a small guitar amp and grumpy old fucking school two inputs, a microphone, an organ, a left-handed guitar and a snare)

We were therefore entitled to a real return to the early evenings Password, time of Convenience Coffee (place reviled), whereas there was no liquor license and no instruments except a piano tune.

This had the result of sorting between prospectors and debauchery real poetry lovers. And indeed, as poetry we had last night with full force, while pure, unadorned, without cache and double bottom.

Note also that some expressions found themselves taking a funny turn as microuvert to your heart ... (even without alcohol, or perhaps because of that, the evening was still finished at 5am ... you read.) The third and final part of the evening, the true warriors of , so named because it is difficult to keep sustained attention of a drunken band of listeners, became rather Part of the true warriors able to keep people indoors who had to eat five times in a row poetry, drinking iced tea and V8.

What we will remember this evening:

First the general atmosphere. Events being what they are, nobody was aware of the events of the day, which gave a tinge of privilege in the presence of uncertainty for the following things. Everyone went to his participation, and especially his emotion of perhaps the ultimate experience of the evening Archie and password in it. The touching moments are increased, we were almost tears. Some have written texts on site circumstances, some had done in the afternoon or morning having been made aware situation, with overtopping of awareness of place. The overall pace was like clockwork, despite the absence of DJ. Poetry has its place everywhere. The silences were magnificent, and especially chosen implicitly felt by listeners, felt by the poet.

So off poetry, it was entitled to additional interest point; amazing magic numbers, before resuming microuvert returning from intermission - thank you also to our friend Filipe Matos, magician and illusionist exception. So our friend who was making his first appearance and spent the evening blowing up balloons and make the figures, poodles, statues, polymorphic creatures, thank you! And what about that circus acrobat, playing with his balance onto the counter, sublime, the sublime. Music also supplementing poetry, thank you to all the musicians, there was so much (!), We will not name them.

For poetry, mention that this vortex archipelago

First presentation of Baudelaire, author of the evening, usually at height. Then include among others, the soul Quidam, in possession of the stage, came to share in the fluidity of the evening Password large number of texts, including several well-chosen in their intimacy, and received as such by those present. classics as well: the striptease non-completion of Mademoiselle de Laval, and she turned the pages on his knee, when the sequence Brigitte? what 's next? reactions were still the sound of his splendid and farouche22 Alonzo1. Jocelyn and his poetry Municipal # 2 on Hochlag, always so wish. JSL making us the honor and pleasure of a text to his boss. Yvon with a text that we had never heard, and was, according to Malin, the best piece he had done to date (but where are you hiding naughty!). Yvon Also, to add the author's presentation in the evening we had a reading of Baudelaire The litanies of Satan , and all repeated in chorus Satan, take pity on my long misery! Baudelaire, our syphilitic beautiful, we hear of there! This lady of Quebec to be very keen to experience the magic. And Miss Grimaldi up front to read, and when she says this passage: "I'm leaving. Jonas at the back of the room, drunk (apparently it is held that the Journal ) collapses on a table and breaks backwards four glasses! Total silence. She repeats the microphone: "I'm leaving. " General laughter. Virginia, what a presence since the early evenings, we have seen the evolution of Virginia at Virginia in the grace of nonchalance, she is now more comfortable in front of fifty people there are ten months to ten people is wonderful and beautiful to see, and what text, a blast to enlarge, to pay more away, yet full of potential non-void. Greetings from the Commissioner.

texts on Archie were certainly the most touching (in addition to expressions of affection received from all sides). BG Sebastian, thank you. What work, what artist, what citizen. we are. Remi, thank you for everything, speaking on illness, the circumstances surrounding Archie, that you wear like an Atlas happy, they are tears that had to hold a hundred times over. Thank you our brother, thank you, thank you, thank you.

Absentees have also lost a lot, small arrow Bobb here, but have you heard Cadillac Moon (black remix) by Black himself!

Another word caring for two people to be thanked. Stephanie Bacher and Larissa Dauphin. It has two never read before, never published in the takeout, but they were there the first night password, they came whenever they could, and they were present yesterday. What about ... if it affects us very much. Thanks! Hope to see you obviously are experts in the evening!

To conclude, we again noticed yesterday a detail that we never really addressed. You should know, neophytes, that person never presented to the evening Password, the mic is there, when he is there anyone you go there and you read. This raises everyone on an equal footing only repositions poetry, that is to say that there is no selected guests and therefore we should feel obliged to listen . This that it can be complex to obtain reaction or listening to people, if the text itself does not solicit, but what we now realize is that if poetry is good ( and this is the only criterion), the reaction and give the crowd what the poet is equally extraordinary that it may be difficult otherwise. The level of giving and symbiosis between audience and poet is made of efficiency and happiness beyond the grace and ecstasy. We conclude that this is the cause of the impressive number of novel, what better way to break a text.

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Back to Basics "Give Peace a Chance" according to a police

"Give Peace a Chance" according to a police officer leaving the Archie ... irony when you hold us ...

Yesterday evening, 23 February, took place one evening Password history, either the last or the first of a new era, fate has particularized. In order to confirm the rumors already happily, the Local Archie was indeed right to visit a host of clubs coming to perform some homework misunderstood.

Background:

Friday, February 22 the second year of existence of Archie.

Again, the demonstration was made that orders executed make inscrutable ways of the law, how much more than God.

Towards 22h then, a dozen police cars were parked outside the premises.

There was some fun to the railroad track until Van Horne. Twenty policemen, ten inspectors (and pretty-trices) of the public morals squad (it can not be invented!) and four undercover agents (yes like in the movies!). One moment, there was more strength in the range of that force us.

A disagreement points and some disputes will be resolved by next Wednesday led the raid raids. Come back over the next few days about the latest developments on this world in the world where you were at home.

All this said, Archie, what happens to him, surely will live forever in his memory implacable, and the Triumvirate organizing, poetry evenings, we felt is naturally standard-bearers and heralds a trace which could leave. is in this sense that we are launching here a call for papers for a special issue of Poetry Takeout, special Archie.

That is to say that we will meet all the texts inspired by Archie himself, we have already hand the number of ten, and we still hope magnified.

So send your submissions to editionsarchipelliers@gmail.com ,

With the subject: Takeout Archie.

Thanks already, and leave a good idea, here are some pieces of those listed above.

UNTITLED

ELISE TONGSANG

Then one night it uncertain, you take this dark street that ends in a cul-de-sac, on a track - This is an industrial building, you enter it in the basement as it happens, you will not know but you go down, you know where

and there you enter the lair of concupiscence

It there is a large bar, where you put your elbow already as others who did not look so suspicious, they even look like you, stranded there, wreckers of destiny, desire hands full, mouth full of smiles

Then you put your overflow into your big empty

There is a scene and the words scroll Guitars, trumpet-shaped, triangles. See you there girls in rags, magic tricks, children ages which are spread in a moment imperishable

You can drink, eat, to smoke until the end of words you join in the toilet on the wall of the world where you become your own beginning

Then you get drunk absolute

And you poetizes your madness

You cross the path of being and you transcend the simplicity to offer you, and now you go and dance you raise your glass to kiss the sweet freedom that offers you your uniqueness

You know how fragile

You know how fragile

You know your weakness

Take the beauty and fuck it with tenderness and bestiality

You're at the local Archie.

UNTITLED

ARTEMIDE

I wrote last night to tonight

To tell you that tonight is not any

Tonight where words pass

In Take out, swept the

the moment that whoever believes in

I wrote yesterday evening after all other

With hopes for a mistress and nightmares of joy

I wrote last night we felt there already

At the bottom of this hole public

At a private world of space

Where is now under the earth it is clear

Sub the earth that we can feel the sky

I wrote last night of my hand to cry tonight

Where we are maybe three or four or a hundred memories

air of nothing, filled with air blow on the river

For he returns to where it comes

And with him the sea covers the future of the new world

And leaves float what came in the name of what has

To finally share the future of the new world

I wrote last night

no other history than that which binds me to yesterday and tomorrow

To tell you that tonight we are welcome here!

TO MR MAYOR

SEBASTIAN BOULANGER-GAGNON

February 23, 2008

To Whom It May

The SPVM Mr. Tremblay, OK let me explain, I will begin by the end because we imposed it at first. From a gale in the front door glass, a taste back, shot in the back, swallowed a mouthful of across as a lack of tact between breaths, a smell of alcohol illegal in the nostrils to lookout for what would not suit them, their bizness sir. So here: the cops made us shit, I said now let me explain. We were forcibly returned to dinner 15 police officers including 4 Agent disorder ... 15 pieces per decision is not theirs, spies and 4, 19 and later a majority of whom you would describe bounded on the pavement too small for this specific percentage of police officers directing traffic as well. Do we need crossing guards Mayor? We sail through your terminal sir. We do not drumsticks on their feet here, we stop ourselves, but just when enough is enough and that we no longer thirsty. That's enough Mr. Mayor, in fact, pack a little, they can hear me I speak for people who are above you - Does it crushes Mr. Mayor, the Borough?? no, not us, I know, not us ... the "we" in my sentence excludes the person who speaks in the language the argentourage. Mr. in English: Dear Mister Mayor The weekends exclude the Person who's speaking words - You Do not Want That Oh I'm sure. Just loud enough that they can hear me over your shoulder ... Mr. Mayor Mr. Mayor this is not me speaking, no, not just me, it's us who will sign at the bottom ... we don ' would not even need Excellency, Mr. President, Mr. Decider, Your Honour, counsel for the offense, section 8.4.2.B here because we've already talked about, grew up, graduated, moved, shared, communicated, lived , replied with our words two-way, one and ours.

So Mr. Guy-equal-to us, we have created participatory action not too thoughtful either monosyllabic - but just enough of the future architects to create, rethink - you hear that speech several times same time if you speak several languages, I'm sure, at least as many languages that have resonated here. Will you guide us without us having the luxury of buying a lawyer crazy enough to defend what you call the men in blue vegetable market when they leave their pride and back down the stairs, laughing and singing hippies Give Peace a Chance by mockery?

Would you have the decency to close their eyes on a possible mistake? And without justice rework conservatively reconsider a common place where we wanted to invite you if that would have been too popular, have to see undercover cops pay for a beer and then we catch him in the bag ?

Clearly Gentlemen influencing policy makers in 1001 when too many of them do not condone that kind of thing when they are in a cellar of wine pot without the secrets do not break stone ... While we do our tax returns, we subsistons without subsidy, and I - it's the same thing - we ask nothing, I know the cost of four walls and a ceiling that's all we want, Mr. Sir, because the soil we tread all, it already exists for all of us, including you, sir. We all tread.

Too many places are not ours, we DEMAND that another possible. Have seen, voted, participated in, committed performances that become a spectacle for eyes eager empty splashed between the daily fun.

have created here by our presence, our alertness, our desire, our desire to speak for not saying anything and have found what we create, every evening for a mile-a endienne I remember I remember one on a piece of wood that was before us that a tree on land not even cleared.

A liquor license, sir? If it is then a permit will be entertainment, a dance permit, a permit to speak, a license to buy a permit to enter a permit for the toilets, permit for sprinklers, a permit for the food, a reunion permit, a permit to live. A permit to leave? NO WE DO NOT WANT YOUR LICENSE. We are not a competitor to your bars in the city. These bars where the music is so strong that we must pretend to understand what we are saying not to repeat ourselves continuously. Here many people talk to several people and one at a time. And what is created, read, tried, thrown into the air is good for something, the night of his unveiling as later.

This place independently, if one day is forced to be left on base of exponential laws will be so empty after what happened there that will ease a bit about himself. We do not want it, sir. Because this place is not a physical place but a place of thinking, sharing, poetry and sometimes mistakes are and should be tolerable. As we tolerate mediocre texts or chewed. As we leave the chance to tread the stage of a free open mic, sir.

So we would like Archipelliers, founders of Archie and travelers, who signed the letter to navigate the I, you ask ;

1. reconsider the possible closure of the site;

2. give us a site to replace the hammer falls;

And we would also like to remind you without embarrassment ...

... before we exclude the person speaking, WE includes the listener.

***

was there a few selected texts to suggest the tone

Send your texts, inspired. Naturally.

editionsarchipelliers@gmail.com

text calling for takeout special poetry Archie is launched.

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VIDEO - Eat your city

see a videotaped interview with Archie himself with poets Carl Bessette and Queen Ka, under the special town on Eat your words, Artv.

simply click below:
http://www.mangetaville.tv/Web-Tele/?mid=185

good viewing.

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months ...

The return in recent months is needed here. Also, to give you an impression of this event which naturally poetic almost totally beyond us, we will deliver jumble the memories that come to mind. Of course he would surely say about first and foremost thank you to everyone who participated in last nights Password, because, being a microuvert immediately following the traditional author of the month, are always people in the room who are themselves the evening, not only we, so far away.

The past few months? thunder! First, note particularly that in addition to opening presentation, which also becomes more sophisticated and that we delight more and more, we have more and more authors discover more or less known that they particularly liked a particular passage they read and shared. This gesture is always rich and always will be considered. Note in the sheer number of discoveries by Jacques Breault Jonas, thank you! Genevieve Desrosiers Also worthy of mention. Then the classical poets grated with beats and scratch! Above The future of the poems were a revelation that touched and excited cries and wonders, thank you again! Let then our first poem of silence in sixteen parties. We realized at the time of the hearing (or not hear) that this was the first time in sixteen evenings where we enjoyed a poem of silence, we were surprised to once again be surprised! Again, always helter-skelter, there was this poem to six you can see the photos. The six who were reading his paper each, scattered around the room and walked, wandered, reading aloud in a cacophony of prayer was Creole, and then meet again on stage together and finish the the poem. There was also this man, 84 years old, who lived in an old house that had been encouraged by his son to come and read his texts to our evening. This man touched deeply and directly to anyone reading his poems on the theme of memory, about what it means to live with memories. We shall remember long, and himself, and his sense of silence and valuable at that time was widespread in the audience. Then in line with our encouragement to the presence of poetry other than French, we are always cherished, and we want to recall here that the poet recited in Portuguese on the classical guitar of Joey, simultaneously translated into French by another poet and the sequence immediately Lebanese Arabic texts, hat, cap, hat. still remember the Polish poet, and yet this story in English, to support acts, who made more than a joke. How can we forget Yvon also accompanied by his friend John on electric guitar, first without and then with distortion: fucking Led Zeppelin! ! ! for poetry! Moreover, speaking of the notorious Jean Yvon, it still offers splendid performances with musicians, always serious and electrifying, exhilarating and above all it is free from superficiality this disease in which we saw several other sink. And see this gypsy type on the keyboard to the sound of Yvon point falls in the keyboard with his foot! intense .. what else! Also Brigitte Caron, faithful to itself, we thank for his performances so popular with the public at any time, just every time. Other events that have taken aback, the young man, who goes before, and suddenly begins his poem under it, unpacks a puzzle, adding that he will remove a piece of clothing for each wrong response to the public. However nobody finds the answer and then he completely undressed! He concludes his poem which perfectly justifies its nudism! This happened in November. We thought in December have had our dose of all-nude, here in the first half hour of the evening, a guy gets up from his chair while the microphone is free and just said, 'OK, I'll go read ", and bang ! all of a sudden dry, undressed, stark naked and climbs on stage to read. Two months in a row with naked fear we had in January to see the problem happen again, to see a tradition engage in password, but fortunately (or unfortunately, it depends ....) It n 'and nothing was in at the last evening, everyone kept their clothes! We spoke above of music on texts, we would add that the jams are now unparalleled perfection. Each evening is the surprise of excellence, the coach again, whether our Honourable DJ Living with trumpet and piano with class performance arena! or people sitting in the room with accompanying instruments improvise while remaining seated in their place, really, music and poetry are rarely as good propelled each other. jam side should also be noted that famous and forever memorable text by Jean-Sébastien "I publish in minds "Larouche, piano, trumpet and snare could not be more perfectly tuned, jazzy, improvised yet resolved quarter turn on the text. Believe me, since all these parties that we organize this performance last night came easily in the top 3 most miraculous events we had witnessed. Extremely rarely have we seen so many people be collectively transported by poetry, not one or two people who get excited, but dozens of people screaming at each three words! in a collective frenzy of passion, semi-conscious to attend a demonstration of speech like no other. You know, there was a time when worms rampaging crowds, fantastic hydra passionate enthusiasm that we felt no restraint, and that evening, we eûmes right to be jealous in the past thirty centuries! This performance will forever be a moment of eternity, and even the performer himself seemed shaken to have experienced such a moment, even if he did confess probably not. (We would note here that this is by far the best performance that Larouche been given to us to attend, and it is fun to see what Archie and mood of the evening Password have influence on these poets we see quite often the other, but c is an assumption, in settings far too strict. Another example was Mr. Cholette who gave us a few months ago which was the best performance we have seen him do, and it therefore be said of many, finally ..) In recent months there were also texts on Archie himself as the place and was still moments, thank you especially to Elise. What else ? Armand who arrived at 1:45 in the morning causing a return to the microphone with a new energy of the poets involved. unpublished texts still present and we must thank the authors give us what we must call an honor. The mania for writing and often also on site to read next is always present. add two funny moments for those involved to respect the Triumvirate itself: last night saw Rodney Christmas offer, according to the present, his best performance to date, at 4:30 am, before two spectators and accompanied by two Musicians ! and in December also noted the performance of Carl Bessette (which continues night after night to offer his unpublished tracks with his DJ and musicians) with the use of a memorably theatrical flash and cloud on stage!

Anyway, here we will stop the memories that come pell-mell, it will already be said of this, if you were not just rather see for yourself! Before ending this message let us laugh. At Night Shift, which we appreciate, the Festival of Voice of America This year, two members of the Triumvirate will make an appearance and asked the organizer if they can read a little something, to which it responds: "If there is space yes, but quickly made the list is almost full, "we answer surprised:" Oh yes, already, there are so many people! "No," he said, is that the open-mic is limited to twelve persons " " Oh yes! "We respond in the same spirit some, yes, yes, please understand that after people listen more, the evening would not work, you see, etc.. Etc.. " And after getting this answer, we do not insist, but have had a thought for all of you who attended the evenings Password. Indeed, it is fun to remember in any of the last evening, when it was 18:30, there was that the Triumvirate on site, preparing the evening quietly, and that appears suddenly two guys with one of them particularly agitated, which after five minutes there, let loose, loose more than he can, takes the stage texts in hand, and will read at the microphone, mad to read then there is nobody in the room! That four people present! And this guy has read, kicking the ball at 18:30 (!), Ball that eventually ended at 4.30am! ! ! And never, 6:30 p.m. to 4:30 with people who read, public attention was not contemptuous of poetry. Surprising, yet not so much.

conclude that we had at one time afraid of what could become the evening password, that is to say, drifting into the cabaret show. However, after last nights, we are more assured than ever and happy to see that poetry is still there despite our fears, and it is even more clear that the spirit of the first evening Password has not altered one iota, we hoped that the spirit is still there and has even crystallized, more mature than ever.

A member-organizer of Archie, who lived in the fifties, the upheavals of the sixties, the commitments of the seventies, etc.. had these kind words: "The Archie out the evening's Password. It goes something here, something happens, we do not know what, but we know that something is happening, that's for sure some, like the days of eve of revolution. "

Above all, ultimately, what is the ideal for us is that after a night password, you come out with envy, the desire to write, appetite even more pronounced for the creation, and that's the perfect reward, and the number one reason for our haste to the next evening. Here here, soon.

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Project ps-p latest

ps: one last comment before permanently cease our activities in connection with this project-p, very critical that we wanted to start. Surprisingly, we find ourselves more and more frequently in situations where we talk about events organized by the Triumvirate, without our interlocutor knows it is us. He seems to say that the evening Password is full of smoke and the police to descend each night, the place where they will soon be closed and the event itself is over. He was also told by a publisher that we will keep anonymous, but working for one of the largest publishing houses in our beloved city, we were a bunch of young punks, and without looking inhospitable (!), unrestrained, lawless, perhaps even without respect!

We add a postscript to reassure the souls of bad times, paying too speedy justice to the unknown, recalling that the first evening Password began in a cafe while he is most neat, even without a liquor license, so excesses without fear! also Triumvirate had only considered wiser to enlist the electrifying atmosphere of Archie when history is written, where attempts are real and where the dogmas of eternal presentations, social mannerisms and tics ridiculous to spend, which inevitably helped the event.

then add that anyone who has rubbed shoulders the triumvirate could never complain if his manners courteous and conscientious.

add But above all, is why this postscript to the project-p that the evening's Poetry Café Sarajevo (could not be more moderate and agreed) and that the project-p show yet Our supreme desire is to see the opportunities for poetic expressions to multiply and multiply again and constantly. If we do not like the atmosphere absolutely free and exploratory Archie and evening password, well! We encourage you with all my heart and said that we're working on field to the establishment of another evening of poetry and the first Triumvirate will certainly spread the word and get involved.

We certainly have participated or assisted (always two of us at least three) to more than one hundred poetry nights during the last year alone and do not expect that more great again! an ever more active participation by others that us, we expect that! new associations, research to do presentations that surprise us yet and always poetic activity to discover unexplored landscapes that are available!

Bout ciarge!, You do not like organized by this band of punk (what a joke anyway, we punks, it's an old (note that old age is but a question of age) who have said that), well what are you waiting for organizing your own party! ! ! Do not wait for the big names will join you to increase your own fame! Expect nothing, certainly not fame, and so do all the devils ! Happen, perform, perform, the rest will follow naturally, as it should, that's all, and that's good enough.

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Poetry Evenings Café Sarajevo

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Following the success of the evening away Password, where part-laboratory had made a dozen events to surprise the most extreme expectations, the Triumvirate, organizer of the evening had Password wanted to contrast the full freedom of Archie with a new and different opportunity to study the Word. The voice and hearing were (and still have it seems) also thirsty. More present than ever, yet it still has nothing of its potential, poetry was setting up as another fixed location, and weekly, to name his day. Not that the triumvirate gave up his precious microuvert and a scene, but this was added to the guests, dépluchés, that is to say questioned by everyone present in the interaction friendly in tone construction. We met at Café Sarajevo devote time of assessment, constructive criticism, and people do not hesitate to come ask questions of all sides of the prism dépluchés poets, I repeat - on all sides! Cat if we did not speak poetry during the two hours of this Night Poetry, when would we? " is not it! With that energy devoted to poetry, sometimes challenging, often unprecedented performance, and if you were you were going to learn a dropout and worse ben honor of being open dépluché, did you want, risky?. .. brief the idea was good, the commitment begun.

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Triumvirate quickly realized that a weekly evening was the impossible if we wanted to spend time creating as such (and childbearing also says human ...) in the perspective that the Triumvirate is not living to this day hui of its publications, its events and its patrons. In addition to the evening Password impact that magnifies every day (!), Members of the Triumvirate want above all to continue their projects, common and private, a play and a disc for a collection for other, a full publishing house essort enthusiastic for the future and time to appoint etc.. etc.. etc.. etc.. and in all its projects to stimuli nameless, the evening of Coffee Sarajavo had to lose feathers.

The decision was made to make the time spent on the evening of poetry rather Café Sarajevo to lobby in favor of poetry itself. This means that we promise not the death of another poetic event, namely Monday he is talking about, but rather the birth of new upcoming events and event-not only more obliged to a weekly date own, and we add also the promise of new collaborations to forth between the triumvirate and new as former organizers of the Montreal poetry scene, unable to say more because the talks are ongoing as we speak.

Our goal is always the same: poetry.
and believe me, it is much closer than you think. Efforts are not reduced by the announcement of the end of the project-p, barely emerging. Efforts are compounded every day.

Major actions are aligned,

look for,

necessarily

Encounter is a sacred right,

do that,

act also

anyone you are,

UNIVERSE Conspiracy,

and everything else follows.