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Portico
01:53
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Sitting here on Hampstead Heath,
Post-Meridian tranquillity;
A Polish couple ask me for directions –
To Heath Street.
Caetano Veloso’s ‘London London’
Al Stewart’s ‘Swiss Cottage Manoeuvres’
‘Nowhere Girl’, ‘Anti-War Dub’;
‘King’s Cross’, ‘Company’,
‘Time’, ‘Tell her You Love Her’.
‘Waterways’, ‘Iron Rangers and Arrowheads’
‘The Force’ and ‘Sweet July’;
‘Beautiful (7” Canny Mix)’,
‘At the River’ by Groove Armada.
Well-heeled voices,
Post-9 to 5 joggers on a Friday;
Bespectacled gent leaning ‘gainst a tree
Cyclists in high-visibility.
30th of July 2010:
Embrace the present tense,
Find a future.
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2. |
Vulnerable
03:19
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“August…”
Black sheep – Green mother
Black sheep – Green mother
Black sheep – Green mother
Conquerable
Vulnerable
Conquerable
Vulnerable
Conquerable
Vulnerable
Conquerable
Vulnerable
The earth. The man.
Conquerable
Vulnerable
Conquerable
Vulnerable
Roots. Mouths.
Conkers. Rounders.
‘Til the monkey mutant can bear
A brain with brains
A man’s riddle is:
‘Why aren’t I right?’
Conquerable
Vulnerable
Conquerable
Vulnerable
Conquerable
Vulnerable
Infatuated stones,
Sunstruck foxglove
Lie down – rejoice!
Among roots, among mouths
Among roots, among mouths
Among roots, among mouths
Among roots, among mouths
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3. |
Sunlight in E Major
01:40
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4. |
Do Real Men Cry?
04:03
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1890…
When men were men,
When homes were slums,
Blackened brick dwellings
No back doors or windows
The mud black with coal dust
Chapel, ripper and cholera
2090…
When the car is a museum piece,
A miniature for your mantelpiece.
No Shed 7 or Chris Evans hectoring
Yes, it’s
The new 90s:
Dream cargoes,
Reminiscing scarecrows;
When pole-dancing is not
“Empowering”
Do real men cry?
Do they send their brothers to die?
Poetry can save us,
Techno will embrace us
Do real men cry?
Do they send their brothers to die?
Poetry can save us,
Techno will exclaim us
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Summer Sublime
05:03
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Windows of sunlight,
Cyclical respite,
Step outside the shop:
Into the light.
Open the book,
Sit by the lake;
A non-believer
Feels the sublime.
Icicle boy steeped in regret,
Icicle boy steeped in regret;
Shrouded in gloom,
In Reason entombed
Warm, yellow summer
Delicate juxtaposition,
'Dreams of Fire',
'Fields of Emotion'
We lay there,
Without moving.
Derwentwater glistens,
Gentle talk,
Oars and wings;
"C'mon lad, tek thee time..."
Speedboats outlawed
Needing warm, yellow summer
Delicate juxtaposition,
'Dreams of Fire',
'Fields of Emotion'
We lay there,
Without moving
We lay there...
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