POETRY - Hold Me Back.

Train tracks track past,
Past moments of my life.
My life and times recreated
In every fibre of this vehicle.
Hurtling forward yet
travelling backwards
Battling to break
the static state
created by the two,
developed by myself
And encouraged by my peers.
My fears won't
hold me back.

P Davidson 22/09/99

MUSIC - Burrito Deluxe

This old town is filled with sin

It'll swallow you in

If you've got some money to burn

Take it home right away

You've got three years to pay

And Satan is waiting his turn

Chorus:

This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poorhouse

It seems like this whole town's insane

On the thirty-first floor your gold-plated door

Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain

MUSIC - Pub Snug

Cosiness extraordinaire with Lisa Hannigan in the corner of a bar in Dingle.

POETRY - Passing Words

Sometimes days can pass
Without a single message of import
Parting your lips
And enriching the air.
Swallowed instead by frippery,
Devoured by a monitor's glare,
Bouncing echo-lessly
Around empty conversations.
Vowels stretched to a whisper,
Emotions deadened by text.
The heart may sing
But the head deadens
It's song
And words words words
Continue
And go on and on
And on.

COMEDY - Penny Dreadfuls

After a month in Edinburgh you have to slowly ween yourself off the festival. The best way to do this is slow releases and snippets of edinburgh related thingamajigs. Here are The Penny Dreadful's being interviewed back in 2008.