Concepts of clarity and darknuss have been rattling around this past week. Always got to keep an eye on the space between things and not take the things themselves too seriously, nor the shadows they cast. Moments of brilliance have burst out of nowhere, leaving me stunned and unsure where to turn next. Instead of embracing the spontaneity i've let suspicion infiltrate and interfere with the momentum of creativity. Then, once i've realised, off i go towards the light again. I was once told that i don't have to choose to fear the darknuss, why not be an expert of it and enjoy it? It doesn't mean you have to be consumed by it. Once again, it's all about the space between things; the darknuss does not have to be me, but i can be the darknuss.
A chance association of images made me think of Roger Ballen's Asylum Of The Birds and it was great to rediscover it in the light of my illuminated darknuss!
A chance association of images made me think of Roger Ballen's Asylum Of The Birds and it was great to rediscover it in the light of my illuminated darknuss!
DESTROY BEFORE LEAVING
For me, music is integral to existence, no matter how disillusioned or frustrated i might get with it i'm in love with it and can never leave it.
Wrong Revolution has been a tool for releasing or re-releasing work i've been involved with over the past 35 years or so, some of it new, some of it as old as the bloody hills! Much of what's seen the light of day so far has been extensions of projects already documented elsewhere or work that had been so close to getting an official release that it burned away inside me and i couldn't just let it go unheard, even if only a few people cottoned on. Occasionally there's something which has no particular place in time and stands alone in a kind of wilderness beyond analysis or judgement; has it just happened? did it happen before? is it still happening?
One such collection of tracks is DESTROY BEFORE LEAVING (Peter Hope & Charlie Collins), and it will be the first proper release on Wrong Revolution for quite some time. Whether anyone will find it, hate it or love it remains to be seen but the 6 tracks on the EP are all concise statements of a single moment in time, whenever that might be.
Wrong Revolution has been a tool for releasing or re-releasing work i've been involved with over the past 35 years or so, some of it new, some of it as old as the bloody hills! Much of what's seen the light of day so far has been extensions of projects already documented elsewhere or work that had been so close to getting an official release that it burned away inside me and i couldn't just let it go unheard, even if only a few people cottoned on. Occasionally there's something which has no particular place in time and stands alone in a kind of wilderness beyond analysis or judgement; has it just happened? did it happen before? is it still happening?
One such collection of tracks is DESTROY BEFORE LEAVING (Peter Hope & Charlie Collins), and it will be the first proper release on Wrong Revolution for quite some time. Whether anyone will find it, hate it or love it remains to be seen but the 6 tracks on the EP are all concise statements of a single moment in time, whenever that might be.
VENOMOUSLY YOURS
and still it burnt me
didn’t matter how fast i drove
or whether or not christ swung on the mirror
i could rack it up neat as snooker
triangulation
they say
is an ultimate strength
but give it a split second
a semi-conscious
double take of hair
or shadow
and the jealous heart can bring it down
to dust
just
like that
and make no mistake about it
like rust or woodworm
once it’s there
no matter what proof there might be
to the contrary
it just eases along
in the back of the mind
in the bottomless pit of the ego
waiting
until i’m out of money
and lonely
or too full up with whisky
and sad
cobra head pulls back
gets me in it’s range
strikes
the venom of jealousy
hits home
every time
BORN
Part classified
in some kind of re-tread
in a dream
next step fatigue
out of breath
close to death
willing the water to boil
swinging the axe
seeing the last wires connected
the hills wavering in the haze
ripping out nails
going for the white wash
filling the sky
unrolling the hose
looking at the blossom
on another clothes rail
magnified under green light
dipping and trailing off
inspired by the force of beauty
the stolen sounds
that are born again
as something more brilliant
more wonderful
more demanding
and suddenly happiness
is a sure as the bright
magenta flowers
on the rhododendron tree
and still it burnt me
didn’t matter how fast i drove
or whether or not christ swung on the mirror
i could rack it up neat as snooker
triangulation
they say
is an ultimate strength
but give it a split second
a semi-conscious
double take of hair
or shadow
and the jealous heart can bring it down
to dust
just
like that
and make no mistake about it
like rust or woodworm
once it’s there
no matter what proof there might be
to the contrary
it just eases along
in the back of the mind
in the bottomless pit of the ego
waiting
until i’m out of money
and lonely
or too full up with whisky
and sad
cobra head pulls back
gets me in it’s range
strikes
the venom of jealousy
hits home
every time
BORN
Part classified
in some kind of re-tread
in a dream
next step fatigue
out of breath
close to death
willing the water to boil
swinging the axe
seeing the last wires connected
the hills wavering in the haze
ripping out nails
going for the white wash
filling the sky
unrolling the hose
looking at the blossom
on another clothes rail
magnified under green light
dipping and trailing off
inspired by the force of beauty
the stolen sounds
that are born again
as something more brilliant
more wonderful
more demanding
and suddenly happiness
is a sure as the bright
magenta flowers
on the rhododendron tree
Musicality <><><><>
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