A few years ago I came home and found this on my answering machine … for a wrong number. My flatmates and I cacked ourselves for weeks as we played it over and over and started to recite bits back at each other. GOLD! My mate Dan did the drawing. Turn up the volume because it was recorded quite low. LANGUAGE WARNING … lots of swearing!
DOH!
Just found out how to embed a media player in the page with the poems, so you don’t have to open another page with the sound file.
We live we learn we improve we hope
Good night nurse!
Just finished recording twenty recent poems … 19 of which I have updated on this blog, and one has gone missing … or should I say “has been temporarily misplaced”.
Ironically, its the one about me being stuck in a small country town for three days after losing my car keys after a “Music, Art and Lifestyle” festival. Enough said about Dungog.
Here is the link to the recently recorded poems.
Playing with words and travel observations in the world
New Lexicon
Inertia
North Provoked’er
South Provoked’er
Flurryda
Maim
Correctyagut
No Work
Alreadygone
Cantaffordya
Michigone
Illofnoise
Taxes
Loserana
Vaginia
Tendency
Industrial outskirts peppered with trailer parks
Then come the home stores
White goods furniture and lifestyle
Fast food car yards and junk
Glimpse or you miss it
There goes the town, gone
Living the Generican Dream
All over the world
