Your ambition is to own a house Mine is to walk on my hands Your ambition is to own a car While I’m still practising handstands
Your ambition is for home appliances Mine is to say hello to everyone Your ambition is a pension fund Mine is to fly right ’round the sun
Your ambition is….
7th Sep 2024 – Highlighting differences between my friend’s and my thinking at this time. My eyes were still wide with joy for the world and I sooner or later found my way to having a house, car, appliances and a pension anyway. I never actually made it to be able to walk on my hands though. But that wasn’t the point, really.
Me and Rob practising in Poole Park sometime later in 1994.
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.
Out on the piss, late-night disco dancing Mixing drinks with handstand performances Making love and falling into dreams We’ll just see what the morning brings
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
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
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
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!
