ASIN: B00O3R8288
Publisher: Tall Tree Enterprises, llc
Pages: 170
Mekhi Bessel was maybe the top indie promoter in all of Greater Boston. He could get anyone to come to anything. He could get the Saudi kids from BU to show up to a football game at BC. He could get the cokehead finals club WASPs from Harvard to a poetry slam at Chocolate City, the Afro-theme house at MIT. And he knew from experience he could get the Euro-Latins from Emerson to dance salsa in the freezing cold to Israeli rock music in the parking lot outside the Beanpot hockey semi-final. He had been an indiscriminate impresario since his sophomore year in college when he produced his first play and charged for it in violation of Theater Club rules. Now, at 24, he had a whole series of gigs under his belt: nightclubs, rock and roll bands, hockey, football, girl’s lacrosse, good seating at the Head of the Charles, poetry reading, hip-hop (battles, a-cappella, and instrumental) ...
