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Monthly Archives: May 2013
“Powerpoints for the People!” Quiet Loner and Tony Walsh at the People’s History Museum, Manchester, 18/05/2013
What passed in the few hours on Saturday afternoon may have been the politest revolution in musical history. Matt Hill (Quiet Loner) launches his album ‘Greedy Musicians’, a biting political assault on the coalition government not with a rally or … Continue reading
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Tagged Greedy Magicians, manchester, music, People's History Museum, poetry, politics, Quiet Loner, review, Salford, Tony Walsh
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Mirrors
Mirrors I see you from my place in the traffic jam, following your shadow, away from the sun, Your back to the city, In a heavy leather coat too long And a plastic bag Bottle shaped, … Continue reading
Wave 2
Sifting through old papers, found this experimental poem from 2004. Bit mad / fractured, as I must have been at the time! Quite like the imagery and fragmented style. Think it was knocked back from a few magazines. Can’t think … Continue reading