Tag: Sound Art

MARMALADE CLICHÉ

‘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

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RUNNING FROM THE SUN

‘A Brand New Tomato Plant’ – A shame I had to be told it was a tomato plant ‘March of The Dead’ – a piece of Sound Art I made using samples and sound manipulation a while back. A bit of dark fun. I miss not having the time to make more of this kind of

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QUESTIONS I CAN’T ANSWER

‘Le Touquet – 2016’ PERHAPS THIS TIME NEXT YEAR You ask me questions I can’t answer I write you songs you’ll never hear Words fading into thin air Words that die and disappear   In the company of egos In the places I don’t want to be I leave when no one’s looking No goodbyes

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THE PERFECT MAZE

‘Winter Morning, 2018’ ~ Zoolon It’s funny what happens when you start playing around with an acoustic guitar with just a phrase in your head. This time it was, ‘Darkness at Dawn’. Sometimes it works, most times not. This time, I think I might have a skeleton lyric. Right now I need new lyrics as

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THE THREE WISE PEOPLE

Still frame from ‘The Shape of Water’ ‘The drowning shoe’  Listening to the old bloke in front of me in the inevitable post office queue having a bit of a rant I was thinking, ‘that’s not entirely accurate’. What he was saying to the even older bloke in front was, “I’ve heard it all now.”

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THE DAY I MET AN ANGEL

‘Une Grotte Quelque Part en Normandie’ by Zoolon The little old bloke with the peaked cap walks the main road into town each day. He carries a big bag and picks up all the street rubbish. He never wears gloves. He’s round-shouldered and his trousers are too short. He doesn’t speak to anyone. He just

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A COAT OF FEW COLOURS

‘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

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POLE DANCER OR WEIGHTLIFTER?

‘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

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SUMMER DIED ON A SATURDAY

‘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

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SOME PLACE EAST OF DOVER

‘Neat Feet’ by Zoolon 100% true. That daft mate of mine I’ve been writing about lately has surpassed himself yet again. He was looking a bit down so I say, “What’s up?” He says, “It’s my star sign.” I say, “What about it?” He says, “It’s total rubbish.” I say, “What sign of the Zodiac

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