Nightlife
February, 1994
The crowd at Slim's in San Francisco has never been my favorite. It's mostly a sports-coat-and-scotch gang, and no one really thrashes there anymore. But this past June I saw the place sold out and coming apart, people reaching out to take the performers for a ride on a wave of empathy and shouts and surpassed expectations. No, it wasn't an evening of bitter blues or screaming death metal or hip-hop--it was two nights of spoken word performance called Howls, Raps and Roars.A woman named Avotcje...
