years ago, chris and i ran a coffehouse downtown, best time of my life. i have a few moments i remember quite clearly from the old insomniac, one of my favourites being when a member of a local shakespearean troupe performed one of shakespeare's sonnets (randy ole goat, that bard). first he explained the triple entendres to us (see footnotes), then he recited this:
SONNET 135
Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,'
And 'Will' to boot, and 'Will' in overplus;
More than enough am I that vex thee still,
To thy sweet will making addition thus.
Wilt thou, whose will is large and spacious,
Not once vouchsafe to hide my will in thine?
Shall will in others seem right gracious,
And in my will no fair acceptance shine?
The sea all water, yet receives rain still
And in abundance addeth to his store;
So thou, being rich in 'Will,' add to thy 'Will'
One will of mine, to make thy large 'Will' more.
Let no unkind, no fair beseechers kill;
Think all but one, and me in that one 'Will.'
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will= his name, of course, and carnal desire/naughty bits, and will power
hide my will in thine - lotsa puns here
no fair beseechers= no applicants for your favour
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oh, and thanks batgrl for finding this sonnet for me!
i've decided i need to tell the story of the insomniac coffehouse years. i need to scan some newspaper articles, mostly because it seems surreal even to me after all this time, and i want no doubt in the matter. it's a story that needs to be told. oh yeah, no doubt did play there. among others. it was [insert superlative of your choice here].
as they say, stay tuned.
Hey, that's a good title for something - The Insomniacs Coffeehouse....
technically it was The Insomniac Coffeehouse at the Mayfair Theatre.
and i haven't even dug up the old newspapers yet. i must go do that now.