Tag: voice
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New song about oldies
1989. Turning forty. I’m in my cab, two o’clock in the morning, sitting on Cammeray rank. No work on the radio, nobody about and I’m pretty down. These words popped into my head. Too old to be a boxer, too short to be a cop. Too young to be a wise man, my body’s not…
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Centrelink glimpse
A few years ago I was waiting in Bondi junction Centrelink to see about becoming a carer for my Mum. This is how it felt.
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Poetry pack number 11
Stars in the carpet Alone in my Bronte bedroom, musing on aging. Benighted States of Generica Pissed off with crass daggy garish commercialisation that day. Especially the stupidity of the American dream. Dungog by accident Went to a festival, got thoroughly munted, had a great time with great people. “I love you man.” Time to…
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Poetry pack number 10
I lived in beachside Bronte for twenty years, last of the renters, before I moved north to look after my Mum at the end of 2012. Many lovely people, stories, parties and meals over that time. The Café Village by the Sea tried to capture some of that. La Donna Maria Maria was extraordinarily integral…
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Poetry pack number four
Lifebeats Youth grant Balm Tartangi woman Understanding sweet sorrow November moon
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Poetry pack number three
Men in tracksuits Sad smiling Aphrodite Country summer City winter Inches away from millimetre perfect Red light clatter
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First time musings
First time playing with a blog, rather than a website. Hoping to provide an easy to access interface for showcasing my creative work. Starting with some voice demos. Spoken word and narration My favourite job and others
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