What kind of mic do you have?
He asked when his name was called
As he lifted from the floor
A large metal briefcase
That he placed on the bar
Opened with a double click
As each of the latches got released
Lifting the lid an array Continue reading
Author: N. P. Ryan
Excuse Me, Love: The Hot Flab Debut is a Scorcher!
There are some albums that don’t merely convey a vibe or message, but also a time and place. Some utterly outstanding albums are only the first two. When one is all four, though, it becomes something . . . magical; something with the spine-tingling power to take the listener back to that time and place like being stood there breathing and feeling the very same air.
Excuse Me Love is one of those albums. Continue reading
delighted
what does the word
‘delighted’ mean to you
that feeling of being
anything but blue
full of happiness, smiles and bliss
the sort of joy sealed with a kiss
aunties responding to the news
of new nieces and nephews Continue reading
Heaven Dreamt
Have you ever dreamt
That someone dead
Never really died
But instead Continue reading
Slain by Summer
Slain by Summer. Part 2 of 3. Continue reading
Menstrual Cramps Drop Class War Video
The video for ‘Class War’ has been released to coincide with The Menstrual Cramps’ mini tour of the UK. The track starts with plenty of punch, only hitting harder and heavier from there as in touches numerous elements found under the punk umbrella—from upbeat ska to downright dirty rock ‘n’ roll riffs—before reaching crescendo with a bruising bout of hardcore. Continue reading
Wind of the Willows
When teetering on the edge . . .
Double Trouble: GLU & Split Dogs Drop Awesome Vids; New Albums Incoming!
The last few days have seen two bands from UK’s punk scene drop videos so scorching hot they more than make-up for the utterly dismal summer. Continue reading
People Laughed
Poetry on the subject of value, age and perception.
With thanks to Jude K. S. for use of the header image; and likewise to Heather Green for the backing image used on Instagram (licensing).
People laughed
Because the pages
Were yellow with age
What you want to keep
That pad for?
They’d always say
Never realising
That what the paper
Carried in the curvy
Writing of a hand
Would be lost forever
So couldn’t be just
Thrown away
Even the idea
Terminology used
To describe casting aside
Was so beneath that
Contained inside
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N. P. Ryan
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Fruits of the Loon: Tomato and Stu
The ongoing delve into mental health via the medium of fruit-infused poetry. Continue reading
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