A 2-Tier Euro Poem

Don’t want to say I told you so.
But many years ago..
As Europe was expanding,
Some people in the know..
Were cautious over currency.
The Euro must be split,
So rich and poorer countries
Could be comfortable in it.

A 2-Tier Euro System,
Would have eased financial strain,
My guess is that, this mess will make
Us look at it again!

Soft

Soft

The world in white silence clad

`Til…

Scrape

The shovel rips white cotton world.

Then crow

Or seagull

Breaks the sound suspense

In a sense offensive

Innocence offended.

Soft

The contours of sweet slumber girl

Still warmth…

To countenance the rise and fall

Beside myself

In welcome duvet wrapped….

Soft.

Touring the Netherlands

Generally, I'm very fond of the Dutch people and many of their beautiful towns.

I have one suggestion however...

Much of the road system in the middle of the country would definitely not be missed.

It would be much more fun to be in a boat jam than bumper to bumper on a flat landscape for hours on end. So I have a suggestion...

As most of Holland is below sea level I think it would be a good idea to pull out some of the plugs, let some of the water back in and convert the main road traffic arteries into water ways. This would considerably improve the quality of life and be strategically in line with global warming.

Check us out live!

We are human screens!

More than music...... 'Head On' played live.

Come on.

Utrecht Tonight

We're out here in Utrecht, preparing for the Dutch and Belgian shows over the weekend.

Plans are being hatched.

Websites will be updated.

There will be a constant newsfeed so everyone will be in the know and not just the chosen few.

We will project films onto ourselves.

We will be human screens.

Be there or miss it at your peril.....

The Treaty of Utrecht 1713 ........... PEACE!

Balance of power restored..... see history.

Out.

C'est Grand (It's Big) Verse 1

Au réveil je crachais des clous rouillés

J'étais positivement bas

La vie trop vite, accroché à un tigre

J'étais positivement bas

Je tourne la langue autour de mes lèvres

Cherchant un déclic

Je me pèse et me sens merdique

Assomé en sommeil alcoolique

Je souffre d'un stress, d'un stress chronique.

Origins of management

It was much better for music when artists were ripped off and managers were crooks! Everything was clearer. Live music was part of a diverse bill that included strippers, comics and a variety of other performers. The ‘hoods’ ran the clubs, the girls, the drink and drug rackets; ripping off the punters and performers alike. All aspects were stitched up by these colourful characters, who inevitably became the first promoters and managers. ‘The Management’ had the job of making money out of their musician charges. This involved extorting money, threatening people, breaking and twisting the arms of the media; specialist activities which came to them naturally. Most musicians were dedicated and talented artists who had proven themselves to be resiliant live performers in front of a critical and intolerant audience. Ah.... the good old days!