Saturday, February 20, 2010

album



Me and my brother Kris. Oldham, Lancashire, 1960s. I remember bouncing up and down on that sofa (we called it a 'suite') which I think might have been a wedding gift. The strange aura effect is due to the plastic that covers the photo which I dare not remove lest I ruin the photo. The album is the most precious present I've ever been given by my mum.




Even daft poems suffer from forced enjambment. I think thinks reads better--it's all skylarking anyway:

A protracted campaign


Fast our long boats sailed towards their cities
Our arrows found their homes in heroes’ chests
But the replying rain of crossbows knew no pity
So we returned with rifles from the West
Now cruisers’ guns in open seas do shell
Spike mines by seaports greet our metal ships
Our mortars turn their school grounds into hell
While bombers blitz our factories with their hits.
O let my hand write when the battle’s over
and let that date be carved in marble cold.
We’ll close the space port by the cliffs of Dover
The war that made our history can be told
The long millennium sings of our mistake
We never knew those we’d been taught to hate.


Sunday, February 14, 2010

Minuit avant minuit

"The March (and Feb) of Minuit tour"
What: Night of Mayhem
Start Time: Friday, March 26 at 9:30pm
End Time: Saturday, March 27 at 1:00am
Where: San Francisco Bath House

Saturday, February 13, 2010

a protracted compaign

Here's a bit of fun: Joe Haldeman's Forever War mashed as a sonnet and then set loosely as zigzagging three lines -- an enjambment technique I've copied from Alistair Te Ariki Campbell's poems.

A protracted campaign

Fast

our long boats

sailed towards their cities

Our arrows

found their homes

in heroes’ chests

But the replying rain

of crossbows

knew no pity

So we returned

with rifles

from the West

Now cruisers’ guns

in open seas

do shell

Spike mines

by seaports

greet our metal ships

Our mortars

turn their school grounds

into hell

While bombers blitz

our factories

with their hits.

O let my hand

write

when the battle’s over

and let that date

be carved

in marble cold

We’ll close

the space port

by the cliffs of Dover

The war

that made our history

can be told

The long

millennia sings

of our mistake

We never knew

those we’d been taught

to hate.


K
K

Sunday, February 07, 2010

playlist


You see I'm living in a movie/but it just doesn't move me
beedumbedum
  1. Things that scare me. Neko Case.
  2. Boredom. Buzzcocks
  3. The rich rule us. Minuit
  4. Utopia. Goldfrappe
  5. Reformation. The Fall
  6. Lost highway. Hank Williams
  7. Black Country Rock. Bowie
  8. To you. I am Kloot with Guy Harvey
  9. Remake/remodel. Roxy Music
  10. Train from Kansas city. Neko Case.
  11. Paul Chambers sextet 1956.
  12. Future of the future. Deep Dish
  13. 6 underground. Sneaker pimps
  14. New age (live). The Velvet Underground
  15. Bad Man's world. Jenny Lewis
  16. Too much monkey business. Chuck Berry
  17. The last trick. Anja Garbarek

Friday, February 05, 2010

Haimona

Haimona is a Fringe Festival show performed by Mike Eager that tells the story of his friend Simon Williamson, using Simon's own poetry. Simon died in 1999 at the age of thirty-one. He was well known in the New Zealand underground poetry scene and was regularly published in publications such as Takahe and JAAM. Two of books of his work (Storyteller and Twenty-five Cars) were published posthumously, and a copy of Twenty-five Cars will go with every ticket purchased. Haimona runs from 3-7 March at 8 pm, Katipo Café, 76 Willis St, Wellington. Bookings: 021 064 5893 (text or call). Cost: $15/12/11.