‘Dreaming Colours the Daylight Steals’ Last week: The bloke at the top of the steps up to the library told me that the world would end tomorrow. He pointed out that love and hate will have nowhere to hide anymore and that there will never be another new day. I told him that I never
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‘Never Forgotten’ Mucking around with semi-protest song words on the guitar I suddenly realized I was playing to my ‘Rainbows End’ melody. Basically, I’d plagiarized myself. I’ve never done that before. Back to the drawing board. ENGLAND, OH ENGLAND At my door they try selling me their religion Online they want my money to sell me fame
I was lucky to get hold of these two stone pieces the other day. The pic doesn’t do them justice. They’re much bigger than they look here and weigh a ton. The best part was that they cost me next to nothing. Happy days – I like them, I just don’t know exactly why although
‘View From Above’ Strange things happen. Take yesterday. I’m invited to join the parents for breakfast at a café overlooking the sea. I get these invites once, sometimes twice a week. Sat outside, the sun shining for once, you can see France clearly on days like this. I’m eating my poached eggs on toast. We’re
‘My Family Tree’ A few weeks back I got my father, and fellow blogger Mike Steeden a DNA testing kit for his birthday. I thought it would make for an unusual present. He takes a saliva sample and the kit gets sent off to the lab in America, Texas I think, and there they conduct an analysis
‘Hidden Corner’ Like last year and the year before and the year before that, Zoolon never got an Easter Egg. Is the world of eggs trying to tell me something? I’d never noticed it before yesterday. Driving out of town into the countryside there’s a Beefeater franchise type restaurant. I’ve never been there but I
‘Why?’ MARMALADE CLICHÉ Kicking the can Back to where it began Turning the clock back in time Photograph’s lies Memories surprise Words mostly choose not to rhyme Harmony stays neutral Choruses truthful Verses are brutal or kind Sad chords lost in sea mist Melody dismissed Rhythm? Rhythm gets left behind Pieces of beach
‘The Last Still Frame at The End of Time’ by Zoolon PROPERTY OF PERU The last piece of A4 paper ever floated by on the wind. It wasn’t long before it landed in the playground that once had swings, a roundabout and a climbing frame. Since the end of time the playground had become just
Zoolon’s new bin ‘Herodotus the Bin’ Some music. A 60 second guitar improvisation rendition of “Time” by Hans Zimmer. I hope you enjoy; View this post on Instagram Short “Time” rendition from Hans Zimmer #time #hanszimmer #guitar #guitarcover #uk #kent #dover #england #europe A post shared by George Blamey-Steeden (@george.b.s_zoolon) on Jan 25, 2019 at
‘The Edge of England’ For ages I’ve fancied a pair of Ray Ban sunglasses. The polarized ones. It’s just that I couldn’t ever justify the expense. Then, last Thursday I’m in Canterbury to get guitar strings and I pass a shop selling just sunglasses, including the Ray Ban range. The sun was out. Cut grass
