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good friday 2010...
as you can see ive started a revamp of my blog page, it will be slow but will be worth the wait.
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freedom now
a few years ago i read a book by this lovely lady...letters from burma...stories and corraspondence from a land i will never see in my life time,or not see in its real form...but still in my heart i hope...
good boy
air vents
the new
red brick
lion kings
faceless
grey skies
dublin bus???
old/new
old school house
our wailing all
thought...
rail
boatscape
dun laoghaire coastline
white house
the back door
bullock habour..
the seal...
david bowie
Grade Eight...
1977... the christian brothers put a question to the class of about 30 young boys...what do you want to be when you finish here at St. Columbans...the answers were pleasing, a doctor...a fireman...a writer...a lawyer, but thanks to the enlightnment of Maria Banks, our next door neighbour, my answer was David Bowie...there angry stares brought a grin to my face,they wanted the truth...
dali
this person...dali...lived the daily life of a genius...his sleep...his digestion...his ecstasies...his nails...his colds...his blood...his life and death are essentially different from those of the rest mankind...he is dali...
dali in london
nick cave
this is the cross beam stained crimson with blood of trickery and deceit...it is the holy support...this is the church of stone...fleshless...souless,and silent...many times my lips have chilled upon your walls,my feet frozen upon your floors...be damned,frigid edifice...leave this wretched company...
The Go betweens
Monday nights in Brisbane...early 80's
being an apprentice chef at the beginng of the 1980s left me with the bordom of having monday nights off in brisbane, my friends either getting over there week ends, studying or just not wanting to go out i would spend alot of time just driving my yellow holden gemini round the city and suburbs of brisbane and it was then i fell in love with this band and there first two albums, Send me a Lullabye and Before Hollywood...my love for them never stopped over the years...
The Triffids
80's Pleasure...
dave was a fellow chef and friend of mine, sunday nights would be spent sitting in the rented house that he his girl friend and four other people called home...for a few months anyway...but one of those quiet sunday brisbane nights in the heat of january, while enjoying some of the local smoking pleasure daves mate put a song on the stereo...Rainning Pleasure... and at that moment i wanted to here more....@@it wasnt till 1985 that i saw the triffids live in london, the black swan shows...
w.s.burrows
i awoke from the sickness at the age of 45, calm and sane,and in reasonably good health except for a weakened liver and the borrowed flesh common to all who survive.....the sickness...most survivors do not remember the delirium in detail...i apparently took detailed notes...
cohen..dublin 2008
came so far for beauty....
waits...tree
street corner evangelists, pile drivers in manhanhattan,horses coming/trains coming, children when coming out of school, hungry crows, orchestra tuning up, saloon pianos in old westerns, rollercoasters, headlights hit by shotguns, ice melting, printing presses, ball game on a transistor radio, piano lessons from an apartment window, old cash registers/ca ching, muscle cars, tap dancers, beatboxing, fog horns, a busy restaurant kitchen, news rooms in old movies, elephants stampeding, bacon frying, marching bands, clarinet lessons, a zippo lighter, musical saw, seagulls, owls, mockingbirds, doves,.....the world's making music all the time...
michael stipe
hurrah, we are all free now
what noisy cats are we
girl and dog he bore his cross
along, low time ago,people talk to me...
what noisy cats are we
girl and dog he bore his cross
along, low time ago,people talk to me...
hunter.s.
james douglas morrison
june 30th. on the sun roof. he woke suddenly.at that instant a jet from the air base crawled in silence overhead. on the beach, children try to leap into its swift shadow.
jims grave...
u2 zooropa
antony
yes ,so cripple pig was happy...screamed " i just complelety love you"...and theres no rhyme or reason...im changing like the seasons...Watch, i'll even cut off my finger......it will grow back like a starfish... i'll grow back like a starfish...
the above section are a few people...some may call them heroes ...that have had a major impact on my life...and still do...in there LITTLE ways...
Brisbane 1964, when i was born...
can we have this one...
off to the beach...
on the gold coast..
over here santa...
bribie island holiday
Brisbane 1972
Ghost Child...
brisbane
seat reunion.07
the proposition...
the proposition d.f.f.
j. hillcoats "the road"
open heart surgery
Back in 1998 i, as a middle aged man, was put into hospital and was operated on for my life long disabilaty of aortic valve constriction...not a fun time in my life,but an experience....in what i still ask myself...no there is no light at the end of the tunnel...