“Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.” – Andre Gide
It was dark outside
The dead of the night
It was the moon, the romance
The music and candlelight
Candlelight blowing
Sweetly in the breeze
Outside, the sound
Of rushing trees
In the candlelight
I romanced you
I won you over
For which I thanked you
8th Sept 2023 – I was still dreaming at this stage.
Pushed under
Pulled over
Dusted away
Under the mat to stay
There’s dirt on the floor
We can’t have that
Quickly, George
Brush it under the mat
The master race died last week
No one was in it
We’re all on the same planet
We all have to live in it
There will be no master race
Cos we are all equal in this place
The Week That Was
Record of the week: Atrox – Screaming At Deaf Ears demo, Manitou – Something Happened (live)
25th February 1985
Work was pretty boring. Mike’s back but I’m not talking to him and he’s getting the message. Pulled a muscle in my back. Got home, watched Grange Hill. Rode down to Bournemouth. Managed to find The Academy. Saw a Brighton group called The Cat – ok. Manitou – good (had a laser show). Sold two singles. Fucking foggy.
7
26th February 1985
Only slept 5 and a half hours last night. Cos I started talking to Mike he’s fucking following me again. He nearly started crying cos he fucked up an order. Had a good game of football. Not going to Salisbury tonight. Some timber course or something. Came home. Don’t remember what I did tonight. Went to sleep at 9.30.
5
27th February 1985
Woke up at 6.30. Decided not to go to college. Went back to sleep. Didn’t get up til 3.30. (Slept 18 hours!) Felt pretty dizzy and tired. Drum kits falling apart. Went down Youth Club. Felt like I was pissed. Had a go at Bennett cos he pissed around on my bike on Sunday. He said he didn’t but he finally admitted it, so I had another go and went and told his mum. Came home.
3
28th February 1985
Went to work today. Can’t remember a lot of what happened today. I can remember what happened tonight though. Me, Muz and Crabb had a laugh around Gaunts. Took the piss out of Jasper. Went back to Muz’s. Recorded some shit. It was as well.
5
1st March 1985
Went to work. Left at ten to go to Winton for Sales Training. Mr Andrews was there, I said I wasn’t going to be there in the afternoon. So Mr Andrews chucked me off the scheme cos I walked out. Told MJ. Went to Job Centre. Came home. Went to sleep. Made appointment for interview tomorrow. Spent an hour looking for everyone. They raided Dumpton. Jasper, the twat, nicked a fire extinguisher.
6
2nd March 1985
Got up late. Went down Gaunts. Everyone was pissed off with each other. Went home. Went to Wimborne. Had interview at 4. Sounds like good work – hope I get it. Came back after an hour. Scott was gonna get some videos but didn’t, so had a game of Spotlight. Took the piss out of Crabby. Came home. Film last night – Mean Streets.
7
3rd March 1985
Got up at 10. Rode down to Wareham. Got train to Dorchester. My singing was pretty bad so Paul said. Didn’t do a lot otherwise. Came back. Borrowed Young Ones book and Toy Dolls LP and demo. Came back. I think I stayed in this evening. Young Ones book is good too.
6
Heading down black holes
Wandering with lost souls
Tunnels here tunnels there
There’s plenty to try if you dare
You’ll tunnel here, you’ll tunnel there
Tunnelling in the tunnels of despair
There are no secrets I can keep
Money is effective, talk is cheap
The people here, they just creep
I close my eyes and go to sleep
There’s a riot going on
England won away
Everyone is running
Better not to stay
People under foot start to bleed
They’re getting crushed in the stampede
In this place
The people are dead
There is no sound
There is silence instead
This place really gets me down
I’m living in a ghost town
The streets are bare
People don’t stare
People walk alone
No one ever moans
This is the place I really hate
Ghost town – a century too late
Screaming in your ear
Eating all day long
Kids are just a pain
I never want one
They’re sick all down your trousers
They piss all up your shirt
They give you a hard time
But come running when they get hurt
Kids
5th Sept 2023 – Not wanting kids is quite a reasonable opinion when you are 17 years old.
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