Tag: Story

‘HEEBIE JEEBIE & MISS MONEY SPIDER’

‘Scarecrow’ – Artist Unknown ‘Children’s Story?’ Even though writing, to me, is nearly always about composing lyrics, someone bet me that I couldn’t write a children’s story. Odd. All credit to writers. It’s not easy without a melody to hide behind. Whether this counts as one, I’m not sure. Anyway, I gave it a go.

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007 & ME

James Gull, ‘Licence to Poo’ – all over my car on a daily basis I first went to St Margaret’s Bay, just along the coast from Dover, a few years ago when I was capturing the sounds of the sea for a sound art project. I go over there every so often because it’s not a

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‘NO FEEDING THE BIRDS’

‘Unfeasibly Giant Hands’ I’ve been working on a couple of big – at least to me they’re big – music projects these last couple of months and now, near the end, I find I’m putting so much into it trying to get it finally finished that I can’t write the words I want anymore. I’ve

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AN EPIDEMIC, HEARING AIDS & A MAD OLD LADY

‘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

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PROPERTY OF PERU

‘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

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THE POWER OF HELLO

‘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

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BABY MOONBEAM’S MUM

‘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

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