Red Room goes to New York, Feb 2015
Kicking us off for a quick piece to wiggle the tongue, and waggle the rum
Welcome ladies & gentlemen, family and folks..
NewNY goers, Harlem Bound explorers, Tall with Might Brooklynites
Welcome to Listen Up@ the Empire House.
Soulful steps are so inclined, lifted spirits with tang & tongue of wine.
Chipper tunes to the wallowing blues
All gathered to Read, Listen, following an auditory mission, where silence isn’t submission but conviction..
We invite you to dance & shout, whisper or cry!
Play in search for the perfect rhyme with a squeeze of lime.
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Share a word; make a statement, ride upon lyrics to a cloudy arrangement.
Songs
Stories
Poems and beats,
Feats that lead to jester cackles.
All is fair, except the hassles.
This is our first run of Listen Up @ the Empire House.
With a family bond and close ties this is –
A Red Room supported event.
A non-profit based in Taipei, Taiwan.
Therefore tonight we join as an international community.
So open your ears
Thank you all for showing up to support this groove
Empire house
This little ramble is about the Empire house
An attempt to capture a particular particle, like all moments it fades into mist.
As you enter, there’s a wave of heat to strengthen thawing bones, a loud crank to enter, squeaks by the feet.
What was made before stands today, a structure built to stay.
Doors open to a rush of the senses, swimming upstream.
For the thoughts & mental knots, raise lids and awake, breathe in- then intake.
Scents that spark the flare start with chamomile tea.
Evaporated lemon drops and eucalyptus leaves.
Lean and grip the wall to undo the laces and envelope a joyous indoor breeze.
In the name of taste! Scents that buzz and fill the affair.
Butter-bowl corn still warm, lays flat on the surface of the tongue.
Coconut flakes melted into chocolate spheres, roll to spin spirals of memorable thrills.
Blue notes start by the neck, an activated oil change for the gears to grind.
We remember that soulful steps are so inclined.
Tunes of the Empire.
Together we’re exploring realms across seas, lands unmeasurable fantasies. Happening upon common ground.
You’ve all braved the elements, sharing numbing and bound sentiments.
The Empire Folk will be duly introduced, within this dwelling roams a party of 4.
Leo,
A swirl of energy disciplined into a singular vessel.
Aiding to wounds, restoring the Inner Chi.
Applied acupuncture arranged in an array for active atoms to remain smooth and clean.
He is the positivity that flows through these labyrinth halls.
Chelsea
Challenging chances with a coordinated can- do attitude, charming youthful choirs into the sweetest harmonies.
Jessica
Jazzed with jest, careful to reassess.
There’s no replica, of Empire’s Jessica.
Clay
Carrying cold war kids, claiming to cook cranberry granola thins.
Clink and clank as the gear turns in the tinker of our good ol’ chap.
Clayton Pipkin, there’s no beat worth skipping, with tunes flowing from our Empire’s Catalyst King.
Manav Mehta
manav.mehta.tw@gmail.com
weloveempirehouse@gmail.com
