Monthly Archives: September 2009

SpeedPoets 8.7 featuring Alan Jefferies & Bruce Dorlova

Well, it is almost that time of the month again… time for the gathering that is SpeedPoets. So, if you are anywhere in the vicinity of Brisbane this Sunday (October 4), pack up your poems and head on down to The Alibi Room (720 Brunswick St. New Farm), from 2pm. This month features poetry sets from Alan Jefferies and Bruce Dorlova as well as Sheish Money and I stepping out again to play some poems from The Stillest Hour (and some new stuff). As always there will be free zines, plenty of Open Mic and other give aways. To make your poetic tastebuds sparkle, here’s a poem from Alan and Bruce.

See you Sunday…

 

Don’t feed the birds
            by Alan Jefferies
 

Don’t feed the birds
that’s what the letter said
We, the Body Corporate
prohibit you from
feeding the birds.
He didn’t care
he sat all day on the roof
in his dressing gown
a bucket full of bread by his side
the birds seemed to like it
the skinny ones, that is
the fat ones could no longer make it
to his fourth floor balcony window.
While the hallway filled with letters
threatening court action
                   eviction
                   a firing squad at dawn.
He didn’t worry
as long as they kept coming
swooping over his head like the spokes
of a giant wheel
showering the suburb with the shit
his neighbours now held him responsible for.

 

 

water bottle
by Bruce Dorlova 

 

it has become the custom
among our kind to always carry
Water.
this is the age of Aquarians
each polycarbonate amphora
spilling greedy
for want of lack.

i embrace parching
wrap it in thickfurred tongue
close it in creaking voicebox
surrounded by small seas i
drink not.

salt sharpens thirst.
This is the conundrum of oceans

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New Music for Lost Sharks

The new music cup is spilling over at the moment, with some very cool releases. Here’s a taste of what’s creating waves in the world of this Lost Shark.

 

 

Nick Cave & Warren Ellis

Nick Cave & Warren Ellis – Sorya Market

This track is taken from the film The Girls of Phnom Penh and can be found on their new release White Lunar, which collects much of this duos soundtrack work from the last few years. Since the departure of Blixa Bargeld and more recently Mick Harvey from the Bad Seeds, Ellis has become Cave’s main collaborator. This track is stunning in its simplicity.

 

 

Do make Say Think

Do Make Say Think – A Tender History in Rust

Toronto’s Do Make Say Think are set to release their sixth long player Other Truths, and while it may only have four tracks, this is definitely not an EP. Do Make Say Think, create sonic narratives, songs that cast off the compositional anchor and set sail for non-liner waters. Here’s a track from their last album, You, You’re a History in Rust to help you on your way… Other Truths will be released in late October. You can currently listen to a sample here.

 

 

lou_barlow

Lou Barlow – The Right

Barlow is an indie institution. Whether he be with Dinosaur Jr., Sebadoh, Folk Implosion or in solo mode, his songs have always had a clear-eyed pop sensibility. His new album Goodnight Unknown will be released in early October. For those of you who just can’t get enough Lou, you can watch a documentary of the making of Goodnight Unknown here.

 

 

Ghostboy with Golden Virtues

Ghostboy with Golden Virtues – Wolfish

This is the first taste from what is sure to be a wildly dynamic debut album. Shot in New Farm Park in the depths of morning, this showcases Ghostboy with Golden Virtues at their dizzying best. It’s Howling meets Breakfast Club, it’s burlesque meets snyth pop, it’s damn good fun!

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Terrigal Postcard #5

My wife has fallen asleep
baring her shoulders to the moon.

I sneak a hand under her hair to fish for dreams.

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Terrigal Postcard #4

a child again
the wave
pulls me under

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Terrigal Postcard #3

We sit at the edge of the lake
your shadow sewn into mine.
Two swallows ballet across the water
ruffling the stars’ reflections.
They have bought us a night from the south.

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Terrigal Postcard #2

for a moment, crickets hum like the sea:
once the sound is gone, only mist remains, or perhaps
a bright moon rising in the east.

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Terrigal Postcard

narrow path
my wife’s face returning
from the beach

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