tiredI'll do a concert write-up at some point this afternoon, with photos once they're uploaded. Amanda Palmer was great, and she played a special set since she'd already done her 'usual' last time. This included a great cover of 'Like O Like H' by T&S. I had a rose in my hat.
In the meantime, here's a silly pretentious thing I came up with coming home on the train last night with sleet and darkness outside the window. This will mean more to you if you regularly travel in this part of England.
This
This or that
Something for you to ponder
Stealing a vision to give to the poor
Transgression of the present
This is
This is a chance
The future left hanging in the air
The artist mixing a new shade
Rave reviews of the unwritten novel
This is a South
This is a land
Scenery for the puppetry
Directions for the script
Union of the isolated
This is a South West
This is a vista
Gazing across the empty landscapes
Longing for the secrets on the horizon
Jewellery box of the sunset
This is a South West Trains
This is a brand name
Labels your espresso, and your job
Catagorises into convenient compartments
Children of Capitalism
This is a South West Trains service
This is a service
Holy words of the commuter's prayer
Sacraments between the seats
Religion of the rails
This is a South West Trains service to
To the end of the line
And the beginning of the next verse
The familiar mantra smudged by desire
An escape into the fake routine
This train is comprised of seven coaches
Seventy seven pages read
One hundred seventy seven dreamers
Dreaming seven hundred seventy seven dreams
Please take your belongings with you
when leaving the train
