By CR Avery
In his take-no-prisoners style of verse and performance, Avery celebrates the virtues of the bohemian brigade, late-nite denizens of inconvenient beauty, the dissolute and the temporary, lawless black leather pioneers of innovation, and every battle scared member of this “helpless grey sky tribe.” Like a cross between Lenny Bruce and Anis Nin, Avery’s poetry is alternately profane, brilliantly vulgar, unsettling, outrageously funny and brash in it’s lonesome courage, and unquestionably original.
Praise for CR Avery:
“Audacious and astounding; 5 star” — David Burke, London Time Out
“international treasure” — Julie Holland
“a cultural magpie who’s impossible to pigeon-hole”
— David Kidman, Net Rhythms Magazine
“Raw talent” — Utah Phillips
“Avery…has created his own off-beat world of spoken word and musical soundtrack that is riveting and rewarding.” — Lonesome Highway Magazine, Ireland
“First there were the Beats … then there was Hunter S. Thompson … now there is C. R. Avery.”
— Luke Starr, Kruger Magazine, UK
C.R. Avery was born in Smith Falls, Ontario in 1976. He has released seventeen albums, written and directed
three musicals that have been produced in New York, L.A, Seattle and San Francisco. Avery has toured ruthlessly throughout North America, Europe, and Australia with his rock & roll punk ensembles, hip-hop circus’s with 12-bar blues high kicks, and his infamous string quartets and burlesque revues. Some Birds Walk for the Hell of It is his third book of poetry. He presently resides in East Vancouver’s Little Italy neighbourhood.