By Miles Patrick Yohnke
© 2012 All Rights Reserved.
December 17, 2012 For Nikolitsa Boutieros
I lived within a black and white envelope,
A despondent enclosed existence.
Like Kurt Cobain,
I had an itch in the back of my head,
That I felt needed a shotgun to be scratched.
A dark window to peer through to one soul,
That was once a broken spirit.
A broken voice.
Broken and silent.
Now in the present,
With her graceful being,
A calm and tearless love.
Once cold hands,
Now warm hearts.
With her alone,
No words are needed,
Since our hearts now beat as one.
With a heavy hand, the fire awakes,
Feeling like an analog character,
In a digital world.
A wounded heart so full of pain,
I knew not my very own name.
I cut the noose of this landfill ballet,
I killed its grip, I cut it clean.
She refurbished me and left her mark,
Upon my asking skin.
Now in the sacred arms of care,
Ambushed by her tearless love.
Nikolitsa Boutieros wearing a hat of Hal Willner's. To learn more about the late Hal Willner - Saturday Night Live did a beautiful 3-minute tribute to him. Please click here.
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FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
Subject: Remembering Hal Willner
Release Date: April 7, 2023
My dear friends, on this day three years ago, someone whom I'd admired and respected for over thirty years died. In my article titled: "Hal Willner," music icon Nick Cave, the cast of Saturday Night Live, and I talk about Grammy-winning record producer and long-time "Saturday Night Live" sketch music producer Hal Willner. Before you read the article, please enjoy this wonderful tribute to Hal Wilner by musician, Mark Kozelek:
Hal Willner and Joan Wasser turned up to a show of mine in New York City in December of 2002. I'd just gotten off stage when my publicist introduced us. I said: "Nice to meet you!" and hurried…