Category: 1985
Momma shatters glass with her ferocious voice
Belgarion – 16th August 1985
Belgarion smother my painted dreams
Open door into the patient’s screams
Smoke rising from the chimney of your destruction
Running riot through the holocaust of corruption
Belgarion haunts the putrid air
Quietly creaking on the hollow stair
Singing sweetly of the life he gives
No questions asked, Belgarion lives
18th Sept 2023 – My mum must have had copies of the David Eddings books from the Belgariad series around, though I don’t recall ever reading them. I did read her Thomas Covenant books though. I was quite proud of myself to have read through those as there were six super thick books.
Cottage Industry – Merley Bird Gardens, Wimborne, Dorset, UK – 15th August 1985
18th Dec 2022 – Merley Bird Gardens was exactly as its name. There was a courtyard outside the entrance building and I probably came at the invitation of our local youth club leader (guitarist in the band), looking for new things to do and perhaps even meeting new people. I don’t know where the rest of the audience came from. I still didn’t really understand how things around me worked but I do remember there being lots of pretty and exotic-looking girls here though I was still retarded by my ego and shyness, an ugly punk with a bad attitude constantly smoking rollups until they tasted like cabbage. Needless to say, I didn’t talk to anyone but enjoyed trying this ‘new thing’, though for the last time.
*The Week That Was – 12th August 1985
Record of the week: Hawkwind – Do Not Panic LP, Hall of the Mountain Grill LP, Sound…Shouldn’t….Improvise/Improvise….Compromise…Reprise
13th August 1985
Good day at work. Peter has to leave the army – medical discharge. Hopefully my job should be safe,
17th August 1985
Went to Verwood, Wimborne. Saw Piwi, Gareth etc
18th August 1985
Little Crabby nicked some cigars from Mills (?) again.
*Ozric Tentacles, Roy Harper, Poison Girls – Torpedo Town Free Festival, Waterlooville, Hampshire – 10th August 1985
*Suicide Pact, Atrox, Pro Patri Mori – West Indian Club, Southampton, Hampshire, UK – 8th August 1985
*The Week That Was – 5th August 1985
Record of the week: (Group at Waterlooville that played for 4 hours), Hawkwind (still)
7th August 1985
Fuckin’ ace practice at Dorchester. Really good laugh.
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8th August 1985
Had gig in Southampton. Fuckin’ excellent laugh though it took two and a half hours to find. Bought B.G.K. and Mornington Crescent 7″s and fanzines.
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10th August 1985
Worked in morning. Went to Waterlooville in afternoon/evening with Paul, Nicky and Ken. Had a fuckin’ fine time.
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11th August 1985
Came back at 9am. Crabby drove up near to Basingstoke. Quite a laugh. Went down Stocks. I got merrily drunk.
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Billy Boy – 1st August 1985
Oh Billy Boy, you’re so blue
All you ever do is cry
Why can’t you wipe away
That tear from your eye
Oh Billy Boy, you’re so sad
The promises never came true
They bled you of your love
And you never came through
Oh Billy Boy, you’re so down
They treated you as a toy
They broke you, threw you away
Rise from the misery, Billy Boy
18th Sept 2023 – Was I Billy Boy? Trying to inspire myself out of depression?
Belief – 23rd July 1985
You’ve been one year living your beliefs
But now you think that you didn’t achieve
So now you are back to eating meat
You know that’s easy, what a relief
…..for you
So you stuff your face with broken flesh
Now you’re a good boy, do as mummy says
Ghosts of victims screaming, watching you eat
“What about the starving? Don’t they eat meat?”
“Well, it’s a boring diet, just potato and pizza”
While a grain of rice is all some get to eat
“Bollocks to belief, that won’t help me live
I can’t help that much, I’ve got nothing to give”
One by one, the pressure can increase
If we stick together and live our beliefs
“Well, of course, it’s horrible but I really need meat”
But how can you forget those unable to eat
Why should I care? Why should I cry?
I don’t want to see a starving child die
…..for you
Organ Grinder – 20th July 1985
Passers-by
Hear the cry
They don’t mind
To hear the organ grind
The monkey screams
It’s not what it seems
A horrible sound
It had its organs ground
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