Barenaked Ladies

Here begins the newest, most amazing musing from The Loudest Fan. Bow appropriately:

Confused about the title? Don't be, because, "It's been... One week since" I've posted. Also, I've outsourced to that starving poet, Damon, once more, and he's got a batch of sexiness for your eyes' balls. Really. Am I just being lazy? Probably.

Let's get on with the sharing of the poems, then:"Here's an older work to get y'all acclimated to all the sexy. It's an exercise in flarf." A decent one, at that. Curious how dated FML is already.

"In keeping with the vaguely incestuous elements..." O Ed, I pus.

Great. I ask for sexy, you give me this. This makes me need a drink for all the wrong reasons. "Drink away, buddy. DRINK IT UP."

"There, is that better? Scintillating enough?" Still kind of a downer, though. But I do like it. "There's no pleasing you then. I'll wrap this up with my latest, sexless work."

"I challenge your commenters to analyze and critique the shit out of this one." Sexy. And watch your language, buddy.

Enjoy, folks. I know I did.

Supporting local artists since 2011

Here begins the newest, most amazing musing from The Loudest Fan. Bow appropriately:

I'm back. No more intrusions from my Swiftian alter-alter ego (for now...).

In this post, your Loudest Fan gets altruistic. Hard. That's right, folks. This post is all about supporting the local arts, and I have managed to find one worthy artist to promote on this beast of a blog.

His name: Damon Sellers. He considers himself some kind of poet. In fact, he once helped your humbly-awesome author to write a poem of his own for this very blog. He is devoted to form, sometimes shows a flash of misogyny (think about our collaboration), and he often demonstrates a certain playfulness that I've always admired. He makes it onto my list of "People Allowed to Continue Living" (also populated by the likes of myself, Rob Huebel, and, paradoxically, Bon Scott). In my desperation to fill this blog with more and more content, I will take the time in certain posts here and there from now until the bitter end to highlight certain works of his, in the hopes of increasing his artistic exposure, and in the hopes of making this awesometastic rag all the more worthwhile.

So, get yourself some good, old-fashioned culture, and bask in its glory:"That one," Damon says, "is probably the best I'll ever do."

"Dunno if I'll ever try my hand at concrete stuff again, but I like how this one turned out." So do I.
"My tribute to one of my favorites, Robert Browning.""My newest work. I'd love to hear what your readers think." Well, I dig it.

Good stuff, Damon, and best of luck to you.