Lovely Noise – 4th January 1993

From where did that noise emanate
I want to hear the scratch and scrape
Smashing, hissing, piercing screech
Screaming out to breach the peace
That lovely lovely noisy sound
A brand new love I’ve found

7th Sep 2024 – I had become immersed in noise recordings after checking out Boredoms and Ruins and delving deeper into the Japanese Noise scene. This led me to some interesting places and also my very own limited edition release noise LP and the introduction of the name tenzenmen.

Poems on this day – 20th November 1991

Nothing Short

If I was incredibly beautiful
I would be a lure for all my friends
If I was incredibly beautiful
I’d be sure I’d wet my ends
If I was incredibly beautiful
I wouldn’t have to say anything to anyone
If I was nothing short of beautiful
I’d be short of nothing at all     

Lost Control

Something came over me
I had to get away
I just can’t explain
How I lost control again
So I must apologise
For bringing all this sorrow
‘Cos somehow I know
I’ll lose control again tomorrow

I Fart

Goddamn I can’t stop farting
Every time I bend over
And my cheeks pull apart
I fart

I’m Not Him

I’m not him
Please don’t dream I am
If the image scares you
Remember who I am
I won’t hurt you
In any shape or form
Remember who I am 
I am Shaun

Poems on this day – 18th November 1991

Marie

What is it that has possessed me to chase you?
It took all my courage to come ’round and face you
Something so important made me approach with care
And now that I need you, you didn’t want to be there
Your choice may be wise and you’ll feel no pain  
I guess I found it hard to explain
That my feelings ran much deeper than you’d thought
And it was happiness with you that I sought

Different Stance

It’s the same old story
I guess I’ll never learn
Time for  a different stance
Time for my turn
But will I recognize the looks
If I was given half a chance
Reckon I’ll spend my days just searching
for that different stance

Back to the Book

Back to you my faithful friend
Something I can turn to near the end
To reflect on all those things I’ve done
To remember them one by one
Some things were happy and others maybe not
But you should be content with what you’ve got
Back to the book to write this script
During another occasion when I tripped

Alec

What in God’s name is the matter with you?
Nothing’s gone right, even from the start
Try to drag yourself up from the dead pool
But you go to bed with murder in your heart

Savages – 4th April 1991

I’ve just started to flower
Let’s dance to celebrate
My people have come together
Across the lands they came

Our joy runs through the earth
And in return it feeds us
With all the wealth
That we could ever wish

We do not pay in money
We know we’ll pay in blood

Then the nations came
To colonise the world
The prize was clearly seen
But not so the price

Now I no longer flower
You danced across my grave

Your dividing line grows further all the time
You cannot own the land no matter your demand
You cannot own the land no matter your demand
One day you will pay – blood

The buffalo — our brother
He feeds and keeps us warm
You leave them to die
By the rights you’ve been taught
Savages — one and all
We’re savages — one and all

Don’t Worry – 9th October 1989

Worry won’t change anything
Things always seem to happen
But whatever the outcome
I will always love you

Things bad blow on over
And times get good again
Those hold in my memory longer
The bad gets flushed away

But when they rear their ugly head
Don’t worry
I still want to be with you
Always

12th Aug 2024 – Guessing the date around this time because I’m also guessing this is connected with my then-girlfriend Cherry whose mother was the worst worrier I ever met and perhaps she passed some of this onto her daughter. Perhaps she was right to worry in the end, as this early-twenties romantic spew exposes and I did not, indeed, want to be with her always.

Cherry’s mum worried so much that she got pulled over by police and cautioned for driving too slow. Twice!