Archive for February, 2010

Subduing llamas

Posted: February 21, 2010 in general stuff, writing stuff

Well, the drama llamas have been in residence at chez moi for a while now which has left me feeling subdued even if they are not. I’m struggling to write more lyrics for FAWM and the last one, Bechstein’s Bat, seemed to blur the line between lyrics and poetry… but then I’m probably more of a poet than a lyricist anyhow.

I feel somewhat like I should be drawing on the emotions somehow to produce some great works of literature, or even some teenage-angst bullshit (which at the age of twenty-eight is always a tad depressing) but either the emotions are too close or I just lack the energy to care any more. Of course, no one really needs to hear my woes in written form or otherwise anyway but still, I feel I’m missing a trick.

At least the llamas are going out tonight. Bugger the snow, bugger the cold, we’re taking our llamas for a walk. I just hope they behave themselves.

Bechstein’s Bat

Posted: February 19, 2010 in pieces

Bechstein’s Bat

Bechstein’s bat goes out for the evening
In his favourite suit of pale brown and white
It may be said the his dress is unseemly
but he finds the conventional dj so trite

He flits around the woodlands and parklands
and stays away from the bustle of towns
He makes his home in south of old England
and likes to stroll the West Wiltshire Downs

Bechstein’s bat is cultural wee fellow
though he rarely frequents the opera or plays
He prefers to keep to historical hollows
and can often be thought to be absent for days

He likes the chatter of babbling streams
that trickle on by the place that he dwells
He rests by the shoreline and ponders his dreams
and listens to the distant tolling of bells

Bechstein’s bat has a small close knit family
His wife is pale with reddish-brown hair
His son can be found at Woodpecker’s Nursery
For his life as an adult, he has to prepare

Bechstein’s bat goes out for the evening
In his favourite suit of pale brown and white
It may be said the his dress is unseemly
but he finds the conventional dj so trite

It’s February… a nice short month which can be made a lot more hectic by participating in February Album Writing Month (FAWM) in which crazy folk try and write and record 14 songs in 28 days. Now, I am no musician. I have two very neglected guitars and a history of murdering both the violin and the clarinet. In my defence though, I didn’t do bad at percussion. Anyway, I digress. I have joined up to do lyric only songs which involves me posting lyrics and hoping that some kind soul will take pity on them and set them to music. So far 3 down, 11 to go. I may post them here individually but for now go here to check them out.