NEXT STEP

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Never have I lived such a sedentary life,

Hour upon hour contemplating,

navel-gazing, aimlessly vacillating,

Between world and unworldly,

Arcane or basely visceral…

I have no momentum…

Inertia has rendered the body immoveable.

 

Literally immoveable.

Back has seized up like a gate spring.

Frozen in time and space and velocity,

How to move on?

There are no locks in real space,

Just in my mind.

 

All carnality, or thoughts there of,

Are acts of betrayal…

But who am I betraying?

The promise dies with the person promised?

I just don’t have the theological maturity to know.

I’m like a child left to their own devices…

With the admonishing words of lost parents

ringing in their ears…

Do you continue to hold to their social norms?

I cannot hear her voice in my ear,

only in my heart.

always in my heart!


unfettered ramblings of a lost boy.

Dale ‘M’

WHO PLAYLIST

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WHO PLAYLIST

  1.  ONE’S WHO LOVE YOU – ALVVAYS
  2. SEEKERS WHO ARE LOVERS – COCTEAU TWINS
  3. WHO LET IN THE RAIN – CYNDI LAUPER
  4. THE MAN WHO SOLD THE WORLD – DAVID BOWIE
  5. ANYONE WHO HAD A HEART – DIONNE WARWICK
  6. WHO RINGS THE BELL – ENO/HYDE
  7. WHO’S THAT GIRL – EURTHYMICS
  8. THE GIRL WHO FELL TO EARTH – GAZ COOMBES
  9. WHO NEEDS IT – HAZEL O’CONNOR
  10. WHO’S THAT LADY – ISLEY BROTHERS
  11. THE WHO WHO SONG – JACKIE WILSON
  12. SOMEBODY WHO LOVES YOU – JOAN ARMATRADING
  13. WHO BY FIRE – LEONARD COHEN
  14. KNOW WHO YOU ARE – SLADE
  15. WHO IS IT – TALKING HEADS
  16. WHO WILL IT BE TOMORROW – WILLIAM BELL
  17. WHO LIKES JAZZ – VIA VAGABOND
  18. BOY WHO CRIED WOLF – STYLE COUNCIL
  19. WHO WAS I KIDDING – MARTHA WAINWRIGHT
  20. WHO ARE THE MYSTERY GIRLS – NEW YORK DOLLS

WHO WANTS IT?

DALE ‘M’

 

 

 

HEAVEN PLAYLIST

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HEAVEN PLAYLIST

  1. HEAVEN & SEAS – XMAL DEUTSCHLAND
  2. HEAVENLY CREATURES – WOLF ALICE
  3. HEAVENS IN HERE – TIN MACHINE
  4. HEAVEN – TALKING HEADS
  5. HEAVEN AND ALCHEMY – SIOUXSIE
  6. MONKEY GONE TO HEAVEN – PIXIES
  7. HEAVENLY NOBODIES – LUSH
  8. STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN – LED ZEPPELIN
  9. ANYWHERE LIKE HEAVEN – JAMES TAYLOR
  10. HEAVENLY – ILYA
  11. LET’S MAKE A BOMB – HEAVEN 17
  12. MY BLUE HEAVEN – GLENN MILLER
  13. BREATH AWAY FROM HEAVEN – GEORGE HARRISON
  14. HEAVEN KNOWS – FIRST AID KIT
  15. HEAVEN ON EARTH – FAT WHITE FAMILY
  16. TEARS IN HEAVEN – ERIC CLAPTON
  17. HEAVEN IS WAITING – DANSE SOCIETY
  18. JUST LIKE HEAVEN – THE CURE
  19. THE MAKER OF HEAVENLY TROUSERS – THE CRANES
  20. HEAVEN OR LAS VEGAS – COCTEAU TWINS

THE ANTITHESIS OF HOW I FEEL RIGHT NOW

DALE ‘M’

SHADOW PLAYLIST

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SHADOW PLAYLIST

  1. LITTLE SHADOW – YEAH YEAH YEAHS
  2. SHADOWPLAY – JOY DIVISION
  3. FILIGREE AND SHADOW – THIS MORTAL COIL
  4. SHADOWS OF OURSELVES – THIEVERY CORPORATIONS
  5. THE SHADOW – TANYA DONELLY
  6. WE’RE SHADOWS – STUMBLEINE
  7. SHADOWTIME – SIOUXSIE & THE BANSHEES
  8. APACHE – THE SHADOWS
  9. HAVE YOU SEEN YOUR MOTHER BABY, STANDING IN THE SHADOWS –  ROLLING STONES
  10. SHADOWS IN THE RAIN – THE POLICE
  11. SHADOW – THE LURKERS
  12. THE CIRCULATION OF SHADOWS – LISA GERRARD
  13. THE DREAM SYNOPSIS – THE LAST SHADOW PUPPETS
  14. IN PRAISE OF SHADOWS – KELLI ALI
  15. CHASING SHADOWS – THE HORRORS
  16. LIVE IN SHADOWS – GRAHAM PARKER & THE RUMOUR
  17. STANDING IN THE SHADOW OF LOVE – THE FOUR TOPS
  18. SHADOW MAN – DAVID BOWIE
  19. IN THE SHADOWS – CABERET VOLTAIRE
  20. FOUR SHADOWS – ARIEL PINK

INTERESTING GOTHIC MORNING TO YOU ALL

DALE ‘M’

DON’T PLAYLIST

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DON’T PLAYLIST

  1. THE DRUGS DON’T WORK – THE VERVE
  2. DON’T TOUCH ME THERE – THE TUBES
  3. DON’T LOOK BACK – THE TEMPTATIONS
  4. THE LADY DON’T MIND – TALKING HEADS
  5. DON’T STOP – THE STONE ROSES
  6. DON’T CRY – SOLOMON BURKE
  7. I DON’T MIND – SLADE
  8. DON’T YOU  FORGET ABOUT ME – SIMPLE MINDS
  9. DON’T GIVE ME NO LIP CHILD – SEX PISTOLS
  10. I DON’T SLEEP I DREAM – REM
  11. MONEY DON’T MATTER 2 NITE – PRINCE
  12. DON’T GET ME WRONG – PRETENDERS
  13. DON’T STAND SO CLOSE TO ME – THE POLICE
  14. DON’T DICTATE – PENETRATION
  15. DON’T LEAVE ME THIS WAY – THE COMMUNARDS
  16. PAPA DON’T PREACH – MADONNA
  17. DON’T LOOK BACK AT THE SUN – THE LIBERTINES
  18. WHY DON’T YOU TRY – LEONARD COHEN
  19. THEY DON’T KNOW – KIRSTY MACCOLL
  20. HONEY DON’T – THE BEATLES

DON’T DESPAIR…

DALE ‘M’

LIFE DURING WARTIME

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LIFE DURING WARTIME

There was a moment in time, maybe only a couple of months, when “Saturday Night Fever” was cool. A heady summer, when Punk music had yet to arrive and the Bee Gees were the only game in town. It was this moment when, failing to find a band to become a star in, I took to the local dance floor to show my star quality. Of course, this could have been a disaster… but for the fact that I had been to dance classes in my youth, and though tap and ballet were not de rigueur in the flashing lights of a disco, they did give me the edge on most of the other male dancers. There was not a lot of competition amongst the guys to be fair, as most men in those days stood on the sidelines and drank until the last three slow songs, where they all moved in, trying to score a woman to walk home at the end of the night.

I did not want to drink, I wanted to dance. As I was still quite shy,  I would drink four pints early doors, before the disco started. Then I would dance for hours, or until a crap song came on… and in that eventuality I would sit at a table of four or five girls, who were mates.

On this particular night, I had been invigorated by a long session of my favourite songs to dance to… Get up James Brown, a 12″ version of rasputin by Boney M, which had a really great middle eight break that gave you a real buzz. Then the mood crashed, something without a decent groove was put on by the incompetent deejay, and I went back to my table and drank what was left of my pint. Opposite me sat a woman I didn’t know. I shouted into the ear of the girl next to me.

“Whose she?”

“Don’t know, I think she’s a bit pissed.”

She was an attractive woman, but she looked older than us. A lot older, we were all under-age drinkers, nothing more than seventeen. In those days, nobody cared if you were under-age just as long as you had the money to pay for your drink. I smiled at her and she smiled back. Slightly weirdly, as if she was enjoying her own joke.  I frowned, was she taking the piss? As a Seventeen year old boy, I was always wary of people making fun of me. One’s ego was a self-inflated balloon, and easily deflated. I got up to refill my drink, on a whim I asked the woman if she wanted a drink too.

She smiled that sad smile again and said yes please. She got her purse out and offered  a pound note to me,

“Get yourself one too.”

“I asked you if you wanted a drink, not to buy me one.” This was a period where the man expected to buy a woman’s drink, unless you were out with female friends, who would then just buy their own.

She pushed the pound not into my hand, and said that I could buy the next one. She asked for a Brandy and Babycham, which was a popular drink amongst women who wanted to get drunk quickly. Babycham was a sparkling perry, so it was a double bubble type situation.

I went to the bar, bought and pint and her drink and came back with change… Ahh those were the days!

I came back to the table and sat down beside her. She looked very exciting from this angle, she had on a short little black dress, and I could see evidence of stocking tops. To a provincial boy, with limited sexual experience, stockings were considered the Nirvana of erotica. She saw my gaze and then gave that sad rueful smile again. It was a definite mood chiller.

” What’s wrong?” I shouted into her ear, conversation rendered difficult due to the decibel levels of the music.

“You seem like a nice boy, you don’t want to be wasting your time on  an old woman like me.” She slurped her drink with heavy intent. She obviously just wanted to get wasted. I searched for something clever to say… but being slightly out of my depth, I drank my beer.

“You look very attractive to me.” I shouted. she looked perplexed for a second and then twigged I was coming on to her… She through her head back and laughed loudly. Tears rolled down her cheeks. I felt crest-fallen. She saw my look and laughed even louder. But the laughter dried in her throat and the tears came harder.

“Listen, I’m sure you are a real catch, you’re a lovely young man, but I’m old enough to be your mother…”

“No you’re not, what are you, 25?” I played a line. Was that too flattering? I was sure older women must like to be mistaken as younger. She looked at me hard. Her words were slightly slurred.

” You’re a wee chancer aren’t you, I bet you get all the wee girls wetting their knickers, don’t you?”

I was in uncharted waters, this lady was playing a game I didn’t understand, but she was exciting me and scaring me in equal measure.

“It’s true, you don’t look any older than twenty five, just saying like…”

“And you look Fifteen tops, You want to get me arrested as a cradle snatcher?”

“I’m old enough.” She placed her hand on my fly. She smiled at my stirring ardour.

“I feel your pain son, but I’m just a sad old woman, married to an awful two-timing cunt, and I only wanted to feel desirable, and you have done that for me, thank you…You’re awful sweet.” She kissed the top of my sweaty head. She drunk up and then stood up, wobbly on her red stilettos. I stood up quickly,

“Let me walk you home.” I said.

She grabbed my arm.

“Ok soldier, you can walk me home… But don’t expect anything.”

We walked outside into the summer’s evening, twilight lolled across the sky like western backdrop, pinks and purples spread across the yellowing night. We walked away from the Pub/disco and made our way through the park. She didn’t appear to be quite as drunk as she had before…Was that a ruse? She lent against me, and suddenly disavowed me of that impression. She threw up over my shoes. Nice. We reached some picnic tables down by the stream in the park and I bade her too sit down. I gave her my sweat covered handkerchief, which I carried to wipe the excess sweating caused in the heat of the disco. She wiped her mouth. I took  a packet of trebor mints from my pocket and offered her one. She took it. She smiled wanly at me.

“What a good little Boy Scout you are, prepared for any eventuality aren’t you?”

“Just luck, I guess. Lucky for you, I carry a hankie because I don’t like to sweat and the mints are so my mum can”t smell the beer on my breath when I get home.” She looked at me weirdly again. Tears welled in her eyes.

“I’m sorry, you don’t deserve me do you… Just out for a good time and you get stuck with a nutty old woman.” I stroked the back of her hair.

“You’re a very pretty  nutty old woman.” She pushed away my hand.

” No, none of that! Go! Go back to your disco, go back to your pretty young girls.”

“I’m walking you home.”

She stood up determinedly. She towered over me by a good four inches, She slapped my face hard.

“Look sonny, I tried to be nice, But just fuck off okay?” I rubbed my face. Unsure of what I had done to offend her.

“Can I have a kiss?” I asked sheepishly. She laughed. A full no holds barred kind of laugh. She bowed her head towards me and kissed me chastely on the top of my head.

“Now go, I’ll be alright from here, you go on home to your Mummy.”

I walked away. She began walking a different way. I looked back. She did not. I wasn’t sure what kind of event this had been. My cheek stung. She looked kind of small as she walked off into the distance. I felt sorry for her. I felt sorry for me too. I never got to touch those stocking tops or suspenders. Yet, later in my bed, as I lay thinking about her, I imagined touching those stocking tops and suspenders, and in my mind the weirder aspects of the liaison were lost in the overall eroticism of what I had imagined.

Now, in my dotage, I can appreciate the maelstrom of her emotions, and I’m glad she ended up with me that night… because I was mostly harmless. She could have ended up with much worse people than that.


This is another nearly true event from my life. An event whose memory was triggered by  this poem

https://kaiaracquel.blog/  one night stand.

DALE ‘M’

 

 

TOMORROW PLAYLIST

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TOMORROW PLAYLIST

  1. TOMORROW NEVER KNOWS – THE BEATLES
  2. THIS IS TOMORROW – BRYAN FERRY
  3. WILL YOU LOVE ME TOMORROW – CARLA THOMAS
  4. TOMORROW – CLINIC
  5. YESTERDAY, TODAY AND PROBABLY TOMORROW – THE COURTEENERS
  6. TOMORROW – DAUGHTER
  7. WHEN TOMORROW COMES – EURYTHMICS
  8. IS IT TOMORROW YET – JOAN ARMATRADING
  9. TOMORROW TIME – JOHN MARTYN
  10. LIVE FOR TOMORROW – MOBY
  11. MAKE TOMORROW – PETER GABRIEL
  12. SORRY ABOUT TOMORROW – THE REZILLOS
  13. ALL TOMORROWS PARTIES – SIOUXSIE & THE BANSHEES
  14. GONE TOMORROW – THE STAVES
  15. NO TOMORROW – SUEDE
  16. TOMORROW STARTED – TALK TALK
  17. WITH TOMORROW – THIS MORTAL COIL
  18. MY WHITE BICYCLE – TOMORROW
  19. TOMORROW – THE TWANG
  20. ALL TOMORROWS PARTIES – VELVET UNDERGROUND

THE TOMORROW WE FACE LOOKS LIKE HELL… CAN WE CHANGE IT?

DALE ‘M’

MY TOP TEN ROXY MUSIC SONGS

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10. VIRGINIA PLAIN

9. SAME OLD SCENE

8.STREET LIFE

7. LOVE IS THE DRUG

6. IN EVERY DREAM HOME A HEARTACHE

5. AVALON

4. OH YEAH

3. JEALOUS GUY

2. MOTHER OF PEARL

NO 1. SONG FOR EUROPE

The first single I ever bought for myself was Virginia Plain / Pyjamarama by Roxy Music,

It cost me 49p and I thought i’d got a bargain because it had a double A’ side. Such innocence. My choices are probably off the wall for most roxy cognoscente , but I like songs which stretch the medium… To catch my imagination they have to be more than just great rock songs. If I was ever forced to sing in public again, Song For Europe would be the song I would murder. It’s an amazing piece of rock opera, switching from English to french and even bits of pig latin at the end. A tour de force!

Dale xxx

TOGETHER PLAYLIST

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TOGETHER PLAYLIST

  1. EVERYBODY GET TOGETHER – DAVE CLARK FIVE
  2. ALL FALL TOGETHER – BIG COUNTRY
  3. ALL TOGETHER NOW – THE BEATLES
  4. ALTOGETHER – SLOWDIVE
  5. COME TOGETHER – SPIRITUALIZED
  6. EVERYTIME WE LIVE TOGETHER WE DIE A BIT MORE -HOOVERPHONIC
  7. GOOD TOGETHER – JOAN AS A POLICEWOMAN
  8. HELP ME (GET MYSELF BACK TOGETHER AGAIN) –  THE SPELLBINDERS
  9. LET’S GET TOGETHER – JEFFERSON AIRPLANE
  10. LET’S SPEND THE NIGHT TOGETHER – DAVID BOWIE
  11. LET’S STICK TOGETHER – BRYAN FERRY
  12. OUR FIRST DAY TOGETHER – CARLY SIMON
  13. PUTTING IT TOGETHER – BARBARA STREISAND
  14. SLEEP TOGETHER – GARBAGE
  15. STAY TOGETHER – SUEDE
  16. STICK TOGETHER – KRISTINA TRAIN
  17. STILL TOGETHER – MAC DEMARCO
  18. TOGETHER ALONE – CROWDED HOUSE
  19. TOGETHER IN ELECTRIC DREAMS – HUMAN LEAGUE
  20. UNTOGETHER – BELLY

 

UNTOGETHER

JOINED AT BIRTH

OF ADULTHOOD,

WE LIVED UNTOGETHER

FOR THIRTY THREE YEARS…

UNBEARABLE AS A HALF,

WE JOINED TOGETHER,

AND FELT WHOLE AGAIN.

 

AND NOW WE ARE UNTOGETHER AGAIN,

STOLEN FROM MY ARMS,

STOLEN FROM MY HEART AND SOUL,

I HAVE NO WAY TO BECOME

A COMPLETE ENTITY…

A HALF-LIFE HYSTERIA…

A MINDLESS DRONE.

A FREE RADICAL.

DALE ‘M’

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BEEN PLAYLIST

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BEEN PLAYLIST

  1. YOU’VE NEVER BEEN IN LOVE LIKE THIS BEFORE – UNIT 4 PLUS 2
  2. I MUST HAVE BEEN BLIND – THIS MORTAL COIL
  3. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN – SINEAD O’CONNOR
  4. I’VE BEEN HIGH – REM
  5. I’VE BEEN A BAD BAD BOY – PAUL JONES
  6. I’VE BEEN LOVING YOU TOO LONG – OTIS REDDING
  7. BEEN A SON – NIRVANA
  8. I’VE BEEN LET DOWN – MAZZY STAR
  9. I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR HER – MAC DEMARCO
  10. I’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE – LUSH
  11. IF I’VE BEEN UNKIND – LANTERNS ON THE LAKE
  12. IT COULD HAVE BEEN BETTER – JOAN ARMATRADING
  13. MAMA, YOU’VE BEEN ON MY MIND – JEFF BUCKLEY
  14. I’VE BEEN THINKING – HANDSOME BOY MODELLING SCHOOL
  15. IT MUST HAVE BEEN YEARS – GARY NUMAN
  16. ITS BEEN A LONG LONG TIME – THE ELGINS
  17. I HAVE NOT BEEN TO OXFORD TOWN – DAVID BOWIE
  18. IVE BEEN LOVING YOU BABY – CINDY SCOTT
  19. SINCE YOU’VE BEEN GONE – CAESARS
  20. YOU’VE BEEN FLIRTING AGAIN – BJORK

I’VE BEEN BELOVED

DALE ‘M’