‘The day before the asteroid hit’ by Zoolon The news that some sicko coward morphed into the big man because he carried a gun into a synagogue and randomly killed loads of innocent people leaves us relatively normal people wondering ‘Why?’ I had this random thought about the ways certain humans try to justify carrying … Continue reading A COAT OF FEW COLOURS
‘One of a Kind’ by Zoolon I was out early again. Poached eggs on toast to kick off a new day. Per usual there she was. This time dressed in all-in-one camouflage combats and a Che Guevara black beret with a red star on the front. Tucked in-between her shoulder-top and her neck she had … Continue reading THE POWER OF HELLO
‘To the dark side of this mirror’ by Zoolon The bus broke down halfway up the mountainside. The driver got the bonnet open. Steam came out. Even though he had a box of spanners he told us there was nothing he could do. He didn’t know when help would come because his mobile couldn’t get … Continue reading BABY MOONBEAM’S MUM
‘Rainbows End’ by Zoolon Stella was addicted to breathing, so you can image how pissed off she was when the world ran out of fresh air. A few nights earlier, by candlelight, she had plugged in her Les Paul only to discover there was no power. No power = no music. She took a look … Continue reading STELLA & THE RAINBOW
‘The Final Curtain Call’ by Zoolon ‘I met a white man who walked a black dog I met a young woman whose body was burning I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow I met one man who was wounded in love I met another man who was wounded in hatred’ Bob Dylan … Continue reading FARAWAY PLACES & CURTAIN CALLS
‘Branch Lines’ by Zoolon This is all true. For reasons I won’t bore you with, at some stage most days I find myself visiting the local Post Office. It’s not a place that sparks creativity, that’s for sure. Quite the opposite. Generally I end up in a queue, often with a smelly person in front … Continue reading POLE DANCER OR WEIGHTLIFTER?
‘The Ghosts of Summer Bid Farewell’ It’s good to be back. First some words and pics, then a brand new composition – a pre-release from the new album that should hopefully be out there come December. It’s an electronic instrumental called ‘Summer Died on a Saturday’. I hope you enjoy. ‘Dressed to Impress’ SCORCHED LYRICS … Continue reading SUMMER DIED ON A SATURDAY