Then there was me, hamming up the whole "American Dave" shtick.
Meow Wolf has offered me the opportunity to read some of my old stuff this Sunday. I'll be warming up the crowd before the Berkeley-based poetics troupe We are the Unreal (pictured). I can't promise I'll impress you. The Brits seemed to like it, but then again, a little contrived American charm goes along way across the pond.
The show starts at 7pm, ends at 10pm and there should be two other local acts. Meow Wolf's asking for a $5 donation at the door, but no one will be turned away for being broke.
P.S. The Meow Wolf site describes the night as slam--I have been assured it is not, thank god.