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Spaghetti Party #6 Recap

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As we round the 10 month anniversary of The Spaghetti Party, it has grown in more ways than I could have imagined! The parties themselves have transformed into an awesome place of friendship, support, and colorful creativity!Spaghetti Party #6 Performers

 

back row – Juneau, Spencer, Phil, Alex H, Alex B, Ceejay
front row – Flo, Summer

Summer

We were graced, yet again, by the wonderfully talented, Ms. Fink. Her poetry is always heartfelt and inspiring. This time around, she wrote a poem for her friend, Lauren, whose birthday was the day before the party. Although Ms. Fink had some woes about her performance, the kindness and love behind this poem for her friend overshadowed any blips she thought she made in its delivery.   She, also, led us in a big ‘ol Happy Birthday sing-along. Get yourself a friend like Summer!

You can follow Summer @thepoetricpromise on Instagram to keep up with her latest and greatest creations.

“When I close my eyes, I see purple Thursdays with you.”

 “Yeet!”

Juneau

The Spaghetti party was honored to house the first performance ever of Juneau’s original song, “Losing Game.”  Juneau’s pop influences definitely shined through in this peace and it felt like a song we could hear on any (good) radio station!   With a great piano part, interesting song structure, and catchy melodies, Juneau digs deep into his soul and doesn’t hold back! This song is a great example of “write what you know.” We can’t wait for more!

Juneau hosts a radio show for the Shepherd University radio station every Friday from 1-3PM with his friend Paola, tune in to 89.7 FM WSHC to hear what they’re listening to!

 

CEEJAY “The Artist”

Hagerstown native, Ceejay, came at us with uncensored honest tunes and original style; musically and otherwise. He got intimate, up close & personal. Some performers might shy away from crowd interaction at a smaller venue such as the Spaghetti Party, but CeeJay hit the nail on the head.  It was clear that he fully engaged his audience with his lyrical expression. It was a new sound for the Spaghetti Party; confident, vibey new wave Michael Jackson with some spacey back-tracking.

You can listen to Ceejay “The Artist” on SoundCloud, and follow him on Instagram @ceejaytheartist.

“We only fuck when the lights are off.”

Spencer

 “Shut up!  I’m having ME time!”

Spencer

If you were at Spaghetti Party #5, you’ll know that Spencer did some impromptu ASMR, and it was a hit amongst our crowd. For Spaghetti Party #6, we decided to bring the Spaghetti Team’s very own Spencer back onto the stage for another round of ASMR. Although, Spencer admitted his last go at ASMR was totally improvised, and he had no idea what he did. So he launched into another sub-category of YouTube videos: conspiracy theories. “No one ever talks about Nebraska,” he says. “Have any of you been to Nebraska?” The crowd made some noises and a meek “yes” emerged from the crowd. “Shut up! I’m having me time,” Spencer bellows back at them. “It was a rhetorical question.”

You can find Spencer and more of his silliness on his twitter @sebthebeanie.

Flo Petite

Flo Petite took to the stage (aka play mats in the basement), once again, to close out the show.  This time, she was joined by her band, consisting of Phil DiMercurio, Alex Baughman, and Alex Hess.  She played some old favorites, along with debuting a brand-new song. Her newest tune is called, “My Body.”  She describes it as about being human, and what that even means.  She enjoyed testing it out on her supportive Spaghetti fans.

You can find Flo’s music on various popular streaming platforms, including Spotify. You can get more info on her website, as well, at www.FloPetite.com.  Plus, you can catch Flo herself hosting the next Spaghetti Party!

 

Flo Petite - and band

 “Making paper airplanes with your cardboard friends.”

Art Vendor @ Spaghetti Show Dec 2018

 *art intensifies*

 

Jiala

Jiala is a local artist with some inspring work about black youth, especially with her latest zine “Black To The Future; black girl magic.” She had her buttons and necklaces flying off the racks all night at Spaghetti party #6!

You can check her etsy shop blacktothefuture and her instagram @jai_the_wizard

Lint Rollers Killed My Family: A Totally Unbiased Opinion Piece by Spencer

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It is a truth universally acknowledged, dear reader, that one would be hard pressed as to find anyone that could be said to have a lint problem. Yet humanity still possesses among its extensive repertoire of inventions a little device commonly known as a lint roller. Its seemingly unitasking nature, as evidenced by its name, could be easily overlooked amongst such devices as those whose only purpose is to assist in the perfect slicing of a kiwi fruit. Except for the fact that as aforementioned and in this writer’s experience people possess a remarkable tendency not to have an excess of lint on their person. What one might have is fuzz, pet fur, crumbs, or even the occasional stubborn string. All of which can be easily done away with by the lint roller. Amazing and convenient, to be certain. But where is the lint? Possibly trapped in the dryer lint catcher. At least that gets to do its intended job. Sometimes it does its job too well, it does not ever want to let go. It refuses to let the lint out of its clutches. Inadvertently causing a fire hazard that might bring about its premature demise. A demise that might not be covered by the extended warranty.

And then there is the infamous pocket lint. The stuff that the lint catcher cannot get to, and thus cannot consume. Not a big deal, since it remains hidden from judging eyes most of the time. Even in the event that one is worried about their unwanted secret stash of lint being discovered, most pockets are not big enough to warrant a lint brush fitting inside, rendering its application useless. Large enough pockets, of course, do exist, yet they are an anomaly almost as rare as an influx of lint itself in some circles. Where is the justice? Nowhere to be found. It is just another problem for another time, unfortunately. Back on the issue of pocket lint, one of the best solutions, relevant regardless of the size of one’s pockets, would be to simply turn one’s pockets inside out. Or, if that is not an option, just to turn the entire article upside down and shake it vigorously. One must be careful where they do this, however, for the lint may fall right on the clean floor, then leaving no other option than to look at the mess one has just made and to eventually sweep it up. Tragic.

The time has come, this writer feels, to address the general inefficiency of the lint roller itself. Just think how many sheets one needs just to clean off a single garment. Two. Three. Four. Possibly more. Each picking off only a tiny fragment of the debris. It is positively wasteful! Indeed, there are most likely numerous other uses for the lint roller. Much untapped potential just waiting to be discovered. Things it might even be better at than what it was designed for. Emergency sticky tape, perhaps. Paper on which to write an impromptu list. One could take it to a beach or desert and run it across the ground. Suddenly there would be sandpaper. Sandpaper where there had not been before, in reaction to which one might even remark “What a turn of events” or some similar exclamation of delight.

Still, the name lint roller caught on for popular use. There were people dying, but still long ago the people that had it in the first place only cared about their lint. This writer too cares about lint. Where did it go? Will the lint plague strike again? Is the holder of such secrets just preparing us for the inevitable apocalypse with every lint roller sold? These are the questions, dear reader, one should ponder until the last piece of lint falls through the hourglass of life.