#012 Matthew P
From the stage with the steel panther
In the Wembley arena
Comes a signing to the fair fiction
A man of the country
Who surfs
And sings
While plucking strings
Of his guitar
A future star
That will be seen from afar
We welcome him into our arms
From the Suffolk farms
To put smiles upon our faces
Songs in our hearts
MATTHEW P
For that is he
Please join me
To welcome he
To our party!
And together great things we shall see
Love
Me
N
Fiction
#011 Airport Lounge
Sitting on a floor in an airport lounge
Missing home and tired as hell
LA’s a place where its tough to keep pace
They’ve all had work done on their face!
Nice!
Um not
Its been raining here , and that’s a problem, they all forget to drive when the water hits the streets
The rocks have fallen and mud has slid
A total mess in the hills
No contact from the outside world
A blissful thing
Or a stressful thing?
Cayotes in the street just stand and stare
Scorpions in the garden just don’t care!
Off to nashville now to see white lies as they proceed to outstrip the kings of leon
Then back to the LA place
To see the patrol set the pace and then with grace bow and depart for the green of ealing
For some healing with my family!
See some funny sights here, like a 30 foot mexican, with tyres for feet
A man in the airport security queue who didn’t have feet being asked to remove his shoes!!! Poor fella! They wouldn’t take no for an answer then the blushing and apologies began!! Ouch!
Got lost in the topanga place, lost in the head that is for all those of you who haven’t been to the topanga place!!! A place for freedom and experiment without retribution, sometimes without resolution, but never rebuktion!! (Does that word exist?)
Turning up at half past four (afternoon) to find em still up from the previous day
Thinking I was some burglar or vagrant being led astray!
We all laughed about it after! Poor shelster!
Listening to death metal with garret lee
Behemoth on youtube! Well core blimey!
Withh cc dwelling in a happy hippy house
Creating masterpieces without a shout
Been full of fun and just a little mystery
The clouds have gone and so has natures sympathy
Back to scorching and baking and boiling
Alice continues here fight with black widows
Broken ribs and fluffed up pillows
Clint mansell and alan moulder both continue to smoulder under the sun
Having fun gettin work done
So a week has gone
And I am run
Into the ground
But feeling sound
And glad to be doing my thing
Coz it fills me and makes me grin
With excitment about music
And art
And life
I am a lucky man!
#010 Transatlantic…Again.
Nyc makes u mental
LA drives u nuts
But essex?!!!! Hmmmmm
What a summer to be locked in an office?
Tis shining on our ian
What a start for the legend that he is
Stellify flying
Album tracks impressing
End of year show to come
As well as the album
The rest is as great
Trust me!
Athlete about to drop
The albums huge
Despite the press’s inability to hear it!
Is it me or are the press a bunch of *****?
They knock you without even listening
And big you up if they feel they need
Xx is cool but inaccessible
Athlete is massive and all embracing
No answering back now!
No letter of the week to nme with a snyd repost pasted below Did anyone actually listen to athlete’s first record?
Beats included!!!
Yup they have been at it for years
Unlike those sad journos who only just discovered it, since bumping into animal collective this year!
Ha
So V beckons us
I am filled with dread!
But will be fun
And sun
Let’s hope for one
More tune
To see us through the rest of summer
Am missing reading
But will bestival it up
With some weird get-up!
Now rest up
The weekend is a comin
#009 On The Road…
So travel broadens the mind
But it also messes with your rind!
Been in LA and on my way to the Big Apple
The sun’s in the sky and makin me feel high
Last week the elbow went all yanky
They played the Wiltern in Los Angeles
An art deco extravaganza
Where there massive tunes imbued all with hope!
A pair of hobbits attended!
Frodo and Merry tapped their hairy feet
The night was made complete
Then a party was thrown
And vodka red bull consumed
Xibit came down
N pimped my hire car while I was around!
A swan in the Topangan Hills woke me up
Then back on a plane to England I took
Elbow remain in the N. American place
On tour with the Coldplay
It should ace
They do the Letterman show on the Wednesday this week
Then return to the UK to serve V Festival a treat
Am gutted that Maccabees and White
Lies weren’t Mercury nominated
Both albums should be exonerated
Masterpieces they both surely are
The judges I feel must’ve been remiss
But then again the list is well strong
Just think that they should’ve been on
It
Anyway off to NYC
A treat to see
Will be
Tool
At the All Points West festival!
Can’t bloomin wait
They will be magnificent
And hang with elbow
And meet loadsa peeps
Who blog and who tweet!
Probably!
Albums to come
Athletes Black Swan is a peach
Ian Browns My Way is a treat
Detroit Social Club is comin along
Kate Nash is sounding strong
And the Patrol are working some magic
And couple of newies in the pipe
From this job there aint no respite!
The rain is here
So summer is fighting for its say
At least this morning it isn’t grey
A momentary lapse
In the crazy weather map
That screws with our physique!
Blimey!
#008 Post Glasto…
And so glastonbury served up treats
After a rainy start
Through which filthy dukes waltzed with glee
We found a home in a big ole tent
And under the awnings we imbided many much things! (more…)
#007
We wait with trepidation to see what glasto will serve
Will it piss with rain
Or be kind see the site and swerve (more…)
#006
And so the lies begin
Their conquest of all within
Their musical grasp
The first of many
Awards that weigh heavy! (more…)
#005
And so the barca did so numb
The man utd bandwagon
But elbow keeps on winnin n winnin
Ivors now
The joy was spillin
#003
Truth is stranger than fiction
But it is because fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities
Truth isn’t!
