The Answering Machine Message


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!


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Recording time


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.

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Benighted States of Generica


Playing with words and travel observations in the world


Disunited states

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