Month: September 1984

Hate Club – 29th September 1984

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I said I loved you, now I believe that’s not true
Now you don’t like me and I don’t like you
I never wanted to hurt anyone
But this love bullshit is spoiling my fun
My hate club, all your friends
My hate club, we’re at different ends
You say you still love me, but you found someone new
A funny way of showing love, now what do I do?
Hate club

1st July 2023 – Another poem about ‘breaking up’ with Zoe and her telling me that her friends, who I’d never met, all hated me. The tricky situation of dealing with broken teenage hearts. No doubt, I handled myself terribly.

Who Started It? – 25th September 1984

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I don’t know how I manage to do it
No one wants to see me through it
All I ever got were questions to which I could not reply
‘Do you love me?’, ‘Say you do’, “I wanna know why?’
It doesn’t matter who started this affair
All that matters is that we still care
Although all is over and is said and done
Don’t look at me as though I’m the only one
There were things I could never explain to you
I didn’t think I was getting through
Now I just want you to remain a friend
And we can be like that to the end

1st July 2023 – This must have been about Zoe from Northampton, whom I had met in the summer (in 83?) when she was on holiday with her family. We wrote to each other and sometimes talked to each other on the phone and at one point she came and stayed for a few days. During that time, I had my first sexual experiences though I remained a virgin as we were both afraid of her getting pregnant.
The distance between teenage lovers was too much for me to deal with and perhaps I also, deludedly, believed I could do better. I couldn’t.

*The Week That Was – 24th September 1984

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Record of the week: UK Decay – For Madmen Only LP, Disorder – Under The Scalpel Blade, Chaotic Dischord – 12″

24th September 1984
Watched telly in evening. It’s getting winterier. A definite chill in the air.

25th September 1984
Put in bike for service. Got it back at five. Bloke said I looked after it quite well. Really. It only cost £18 odd. Watched Silent Movie – good. Write a good song. IN TWO MINDS. Waited for the right time to write SHE’S SO BEAUTIFUL….

27th September 1984
Had a go at Jasper for picking on Martin.

28th September 1984
Fuck all happened. Found out Conflict is next Sunday.

Miners Strike – 23rd September 1984

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No one listens to each other
Everyone quiet, all keeping mother
Until you get to the lines
And you shout mine, mine, mines
Talk round the table doesn’t get very far
The miners just smashed another car
Don’t you understand what each other is saying?
You know that you’ll both end up paying

1st July 2023 – I only had vague ideas about the realities of the miners and their strikes against nationalisation in the 80s. I guessed it was a battle between a. government and its people and I sided with the people. From the outside, it must have felt like a dispute that would never resolve as no one was prepared to give up anything.

Veggie – 21st September 1984

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You call me veggie cos I don’t eat meat
So I can call you animal cos you think it’s a treat
Blood is pouring off your sterilised plate
But you can never sterilise my hate
You animal
Meat means murder
So what if you’ve heard it before
You never thought twice
Cos you don’t listen anymore

29th June 2023 – I was a staunch inarticulate vegetarian at this time. In small-town England alternative views were a battleground and expressing anything like this could see you vilified or beaten. I’m not militant about eating a vegetarian diet these days and slowly more people are conscious of the suffering their own lifestyles bring to other beings. Do what you can.