The World Breathes a Sigh of Relief

Six Years

When did what was right become all that was wrong?
Was it because of the rock and roll I lived so long?
You said it was you but I'm no fool.
Your lies that hide a painful truth.
Does suffering help, will it take away the memory?
Or do jazz and blues just spell out all that you meant to me?
Will you be down, will you cry?
Will I be gone in a month, a week, a day?
Friends that stay, long for the me of old.
Longing for a return of my power soul.
Your picture in me fades like the evening sun.
But my heart still bleeds as the road goes on.
I know I must heal, I know I must see.
That it's lonely here in this gothic country.
There has to be a light, a signal, a sign.
Because despite it's cliches, I want to feel fine.
All the whiskey, smokes and bitterness won't help me I know.
They just take me on a trip to Blue Mexico.
The blank smiles of friends, the whispers, the silence.
Mean nothing next to my empty passion.
And then It all comes down to one mere truth.
That I'm tired of these sunset blues....... Of me without you.

Keywords

Britney Spears,
Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan, Mark Ronson,
five-day diets,
Amy Winehouse,
divorce rates, nanny states.
Chavs, must-haves,
Paparazzi, Pete Doherty, free money,
Kate Moss,
Princess Di, Stephen Fry,
Paul Burrell,
Kevin Keegan, Toon Army,
Stuff,
Things,
Material gain,
Vera Duckworth,
Fabio Capello,
Umbro,
tax-fraud,
Gordon Brown,
Boris Johnson,
Spice Girls,
Take That,
Going down,
Robbie Williams,
David Beckham,
Mighty Boosh,
50 Cent, Government,
Google, YouTube, Flickr,
Something slicker?...
Yahoo,
Football,
Kate Middleton,
Princes Harry and William,
West Ham,
The smoking ban,
The Queen.
Booze culture, knife culture,
bad weather, Al Qaeda,
Will Smith,
I Am Legend, we are no-one,
bin Laden.
Been there,
Done that,
Didn’t work.
Harry Potter,
JK Rowling,
Oligarchs,
oil barons, Bill Clinton,
His wife,
Her husband,
Family values...
Barack Obama,
Race wars, road rage, red mist and
January blues.
Winter sales,
and far too many
stocks and shares
to care for
socks and shoes...
for your family.
I'm fine, you're not.
So what?
Argos, Amazon,
size zero,
crash-land hero,
O2 Arena,
Banksy, HSBC, PC, Washington DC.
Tom Cruise, family values,
laptop, Photoshop,
desk job,
Richard Branson,
Wikipedia, new media,
Andy Murray, Surrey.
Yorkshire,
Middlesex, Sussex - Essex…
Sex.
Pornography,
digital photography, Shilpa Shetty,
Big Brother,
EU, ER,
EastEnders, NHS, Holby City, Casualty,
Taliban, Afghanistan,
Iraq. Iran.
George W Bush's latest fad -
Mahmoud Ahmadinejad.
Gas prices, housing crisis,
online shopping, name-dropping,
CCTV,
Russell Brand, England.
Money off, interest free,
overcrowded, understaffed…
Overpaid, underpaid (Wombling free).
(popular kids’ TV shows from the Eighties - Fingermouse, Button Moon)
Days that disappeared too soon.
The Eighties,
The Nineties,
The Noughties,
Grab and go.
Naughty, nice,
Speed cameras,
Dancing on Ice…
holidays in the sun
credit card, Nectar card, Valentine card, birthday card, Christmas card, what a card.
West End,
bird flu, iPod, Comanche Moon,
Lonesome Dove, Liverpool.
Jonathan Ross,
Graham Norton,
Simon Cowell,
Paula Abdul, American Idol,
Randy Jackson, Michael Jackson, Jermaine Jackson, Janet Jackson,
The Jacksons.
Leon Jackson.
Jacksons (the supermarket).
24-hour opening.
Price wars,
Asda,
Tesco,
Aldi,
Sainsbury’s...
Ricky Gervais,
China White, Paper, Amika, Mahiki,
Jimmy Carr, Rob Brydon, Justin Lee Collins.
Politicians, latest fashions, John Darwin, sound bites…
“Stevie G” - his wife…
One crass attempt to
catch some people unawares,
(underwear)
and get them
to read our silly blog,
by Googling,
some of these modern-culture
Keywords.

The Spiral

PS. I'd like to thank Billy Joel for the George W Bush part, and Daniel Stairmaster for, frankly, being supreme with stairs.

No One

No one cares what you say.
No one cares what you do.
No one cares what happens to you.
No one cares about your problems.
No one cares if you need a little more time.
No one cares what you consider important.
No one cares that it's your life's work.
No one cares that you have dreams.
No one cares when you die..........

But who cares what no one thinks.

Cones on a Wall

GET WITH THE PROGRAMME

No-one's a programme.

The Spiral.

Jenny With The Red Coat

Into the bar she walked with an audience of two. Put down her money then indicated she’d like me to listen. Jenny wore a long, red coat, and it looked beautiful on her.

She sat on the stool and talked about feelings and friends, and glanced across after something like an hour.

I sat and read the paper.

Drinking her wine with her audience of two.

Then, caught unawares, a hand appeared to my right. A table I wasn’t using, she leaned against. She placed her hand down, and everything changed (not that I knew).

She asked me if I’d be so kind as to keep an eye on her coat. Jenny with the red coat. She smiled. And so, I obliged.

It wasn’t as though it was any kind of problem. After all, I was only reading the paper (for the second time that night).

The audience of two (who had no-one to watch any more) chatted about the changes the year had made to their lives. Until Jenny with the red coat returned - the beautiful, red coat in question laying beside my right hand.

She picked up the coat. She turned her back and faced her audience of two. Jenny, the red coat and her long, dark hair in my view.

Then later, a man with a problem to share.

He whisked Jenny and her long, red coat through the night, along with her long, brunette hair.

And I pretended I neither knew, nor cared…

But now I can’t be sure that Jenny with the red coat doesn’t think about me now, when I think about her…

Do you look at the moon?
Do you look at the moon?
Jenny with the red coat…
Did you look at the moon…
That night?

The Spiral

Christmas Sunglasses 2007 Christmas Tree Appreciation Evaluation

You came here expecting Christmas, you came here expecting appreciation, you may have arrived here in search of sunglasses, but in the final evaluation you will find nothing here but an online diary of the banal. Enjoy your stay, enjoy your departure, and above everything enjoy the feeling that comes with knowing that your Christmas was not evaluated nor appreciated in fact your Christmas was not here at all