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Mar.
2005
La
Tasha N. Nevada Diggs
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AUDIO
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Writer,
vocalist, and Harlem denizen, Latasha N. Nevada Diggs explores
sound through
macaronic verse, language and electronic vocal processing. A fellow
of the Cave Canem
Workshop for African American Poets, Latasha has completed residencies
at Caldera Art
Space and Harvestworks Digital Media Arts Center as well as receiving
a Zora Neale Hurston
scholarship from Naropa Institute and New York Foundation for the Arts
fellowship.
Diggs
has authored two chap-books, Ichi-Ban: from the files of
negríta muñeca linda and Ni-ban:
Villa Misería, produced and wrote for the conceptual audio project,
Televisíon, and is the lead electronic vocalist for two bands,
the Yohimbe Brothers, fronted by Vernon Reid and DJ Logic and The Beat
Kids, fronted by Guillermo E. Brown.
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x-mas
with judy
wrap
the pajama set
for nurse. medium
size boxers for pal.
buy fake xmas tree.
plug in lights already assembled. adjustable branches
plastic.
the star has rotating
lights.
blink. flicker. blink. blink.
when Judy is in the room,
we can talk
chevy commercials. advil.
Guiding Light.
mama sits twisting braids. mama’s twisting
braids.
mama sits twisting.
over
grown toe nails snap —
the
patting of her feet
are
tuned to Judy.
we know more about her.
agenda. wrap the boxers for pal.
pajama set for nurse.
recycle 10 year old
wrapping paper.
fastened
with first aid tape.
we ain’t talking.
we’re
being advised by Judy
on
how to be a good grand mother
with
custody of her grandchildren.
and when there is a commercial
break,
its all about
icy
hot patches for hours of relief
live
at five’s Michelle Ruzzo.
sugar
free mentholyptus cough drops
new
from Robitussin…
mama wants a loaf of white wonder bread
and 75 cents for the bus tomorrow;
mentions the shooo
bomber
and his match and
his
shoes and how they
beat his ass on the plane
and how “Bush
done started some shit!”
when Judy came back from break,
mama’s twisting her braids. mama is sitting
twisting.
mama’s twisting
Judy got’s to decide what to do
with the trash on the porch and pepper spray in the plaintiff’s face:
(she wants money for losing her job. for the fight she got
in with a Mexican janitor)
I convert mama’s
holy scriptures into a lap desk
find me a piece of
paper a
pen
good
enough to scribble my
protest.
mommy is on 4 milligrams
of blood thinners for her heart.
sears. crest toothpaste. IV’s…
Judy
mama
wants to know what I
just
wrote.
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