In the second posting of lyrics that weren’t used in the final version of the song cycle I wrote with Emily Hall, this is something a little bleak. A new mother considers her former self. Life Cycle is being performed this Saturday, February 2nd, in London, at King’s Place. The funeral I’d like […]
Monthly Archives: January 2019
This Saturday, Life Cycle – music by Emily Hall, words by me – is being performed in a new orchestral version by the Aurora Orchestra. This is happening at King’s Place. The wonderful Mara Carlyle is singing, and the brilliant John Reid is playing piano. In advance of that, I thought I’d post some lyrics […]
EVAN PARKER e.g., Statements that aren’t statements (although statements is what they appear to be) but which function more as lyric questions because they are asserted so assertively that they cannot help but become questionable to any able reader who reads her own reading and responds to her own first responses with No with […]
CNF She told her not to not to write it and he went after her to tell her to ignore her and to write it anyway because it was either that or drown. The Hurst, 2017
Receipt ‘Would you like the sea?’ I say yes, puzzled. Tamp, and another afternoon’s second coffee – she is Russian, or Ukrainian, and so I realise she said receipt. ‘I gave you a hard time earlier today,’ her Indian boss says, alongside the machine where she’s making my milk bluff. And she, ‘Not so much,’ […]
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