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Walking into Art Boutiki for the third time, my gothic heart beat a little faster as I passed the Buffy comics and graphic novels about Jeffrey Dahmer and the Walking Dead. Sculptures and sketches from San Jose artists lean against scarred, slightly crooked walls. Straight ahead is the tiki bar where you can order root beer, real beer, cold sandwiches, and warm burgers. Tonight’s performers include three tatted musicians and five spoken word artists. I am terrified of embarrassing myself in front of these seasoned performers. Just then, EMCEE Scribe Sayar grabs my shaking hand and warmly welcomes me to Art Boutiki. Calm as Buddha, he guides me to a cozy, red bachelor-pad couch that is conveniently located steps from the stage.
Two comedy sets and a few shots of sugary, Mexican Coca-Cola and it is my turn to entertain the crowd. Many whoops and claps later, I reluctantly surrender the stage to the next performer and… realize that I loved it! Scribe and the James Brown tribute dancer and ukulele girl are all asking me WHEN am I coming back.
The truth is, I would sleep on that bachelor-pad couch every night and forward all my mail here, if Art Boutiki ever decides to open a Bed and Breakfast.