‘Defeat Looms’ An adapted story. I say adapted only because I turned it into verse for this post. What’s the worst thing you want to hear about if you’re an artist, photographer, writer, poet, musician, whatever apart from being ignored? I’d often wondered. Now I know. KINDA “I kinda like your kinda great kinda music
Tag: Lyrics
‘Hot Day in Berck’ I’ve written a few protest songs before. Generally mine are not angry songs. It’s not how I’m made. However, this one I’m playing around with is singing well enough, but singing angry. Maybe that’s the way it should be sometimes? ONE LESS INNOCENT Guns and souvenirs No wasted bullets, just wasted
‘Weird but Harmless’ ‘The more things change, the more they stay the same’ – A French expression On a sunny Saturday the white bloke wearing khaki shorts, a Disney ‘Lion King’ t-shirt and a battered tin hat carrying a rifle shot a pregnant lioness. Chuffed with himself he had his wife take a photo of
(‘Gulp’ by Zoolon) SUMMER DIED ON A SATURDAY You gave safe passage to your demons When the darkness came to call Waved ‘goodbye cruel world’ and whispered “Why stumble when I can fall? I’ll be the ghost who comes to haunt you The one who’ll own your every waking hour And when you’re trying to
(Me caught on camera making a serious point when talking with The Devil) I got the notification that read, ‘Chart-Topping Artists – Discover this month’s chart-topping alternative artists now.’ It got better because one of them was me. I’m number 1 on ReverbNation’s UK Chart and have been for a week or so (19th on
‘Scotland Abroad’ ~ ‘The game is now over, I’m glad that we played A wounded heart full of sorrow, nothing betrayed Guilt is love’s shadow yet I’ll never forget From the corner of my eye your silhouette’ from my song ‘Pain’ aka ‘Love’s Shadow’ True story. I spent a lot of time watching England eventually win
‘After The Storm’ by Zoolon or, better put; ‘The wild and windy night, That the rain washed away, Has left a pool of tears, Crying for the day’ – Paul McCartney from the song ‘Long & Winding Road’ I’ve been reading Arthurian tales from various sources. I got hooked. Thought I’d write some words about them. ‘The Lady of The Lake’
‘Class Graffiti’ Coming home from Canterbury the other day I saw a squished magpie in the road. Dead obviously. Magpies mate for life. The magpies partner was hanging around confused, flying this way and that, sometimes landing nearby, not convinced his or her partner was dead. I’m guessing the squished one was feeding on carrion
‘Five Albums Later’ When Paul McCartney had his dream in which the melody for what was to be his classic song ‘Yesterday’ came to him he had no words to start with. None. When he woke up the next morning all he could do was to throw any old words that fitted the melody at
‘The End of The Beginning’ by Zoolon In a few hours’ time my acoustic and me are off to the middle of nowhere for 10 days. No internet access unless I can manage to take my mobile into a town or city. How surreal is that? No social media. Also, it maybe the last time
