Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Playlist Abroad #1.

Playlist for reality to remind me.

listen for an experience and inscentive.

Life on Mars? - David Bowie. (Goodmorning)
Play with Fire - The Rolling Stones. (Whats For Breakfast?)
White Shoes - Conor Oberst. (Tube Into Town, Glances and a smirks. Or a stern stare)
Needle in the Hay - Elliot Smith. (Underground)
Us Ones In Between - Sunset Rubdown. (Transfering at Mile End)
Heart Skipped a Beat/Fantasy/Shelter - The xx. (Emerging, The City Greets You, Crisp at your Heels)
Here She Comes Now - The Velvet Underground. (Cigarettes for Lunch)
The Betrayer - Kaki King. (Urban Glo)
Lost and Found - Phoenix. (Sleepy Wine)
Civilisation - Danny Kaye. (One of the Queens Parks)
Stylo - Gorillaz (Picadilly Circus)
Pictures of a City - King Crimson. (Hot on Regent Street.)
Monkberry Moon Delight - Paul McCartney. (Wall Stop)
Ocean of Noise - Arcade Fire. (Maybe a Gallery)
Bony Moronie - John Lennon (Cards for my Brothers)
Marrow - St Vincent. (Old Bond Street Statements)
Luciforms - The Mars Volta. (Canvas Cravings)
Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd. (Museum of Natural History)
Les Champs-Elysees - Joe Dassin. (Thoughts of France)
I Want You (shes so heavy) - The Beatles. (Burried in Text on the Train)
Day of the Baphomets - The Mars Volta. (Oxford Street Tube At Peak Hour)
Lets Not Shit Ourselves (to love and to be loved) - Bright Eyes. (The Walk Home)

Middle Hill reprise;
Kate - Evaporated - Ben Folds Five. (Loughton - Wine or Crisps?)
Psychic City - Yacht. (The Part Before the Short Cut.)
Me and Julo Down by the School Yard - Paul Simon. (The Part after the short cut.)
Laura Laurent - Bright Eyes.
I Like Rockerfellers First Two Albums But... - Omar Rodiguez Lopez. (Cut through Eastfield to get to Westfield.)
Mercoles - El Trio Del Omar Rodriguez Lopez. (Finish my Thought.)
Domingo - El Trio Del Omar Rodriguez Lopez. (Knock Knock.)



Thursday, May 20, 2010

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

The 90s in a Single Frame

A Testiment to The Grand and the Severe Nature of Great Britain; Tower of London

Britains historical menagerie,
A place of anchient severity;

where Anne Boleyn lost her head,
and where the other Boleyn girl was said,
to also have been given a permanent bed.

Where Sir Walter Raileys deseted room,
where his first edition is said to bloom,
like a flower,
free to the eye of those whom,
care to read 'a history of the world',
by the light of noon.

Where the Queen had hidden from the fires,
and stowed away larakins in the highest towers,
and extended and expanded with every century,
and built quite a statement to the machine
and country.

A place to salvage the great britaish behaviours,
and an homage to great saviours,
as it was not only a grounds for the unseen,
but a place of grand regalia.

The royal crests and jewels,
for every grand passing,
lay rest in the displays,
of present day basking,

centuries of polished stone,
the biggest, the grandest and the widest known,
an imaculate gleam, as if fresh from the grinder,
but a price so unspeakable,
its utterance would be like a solemn reminder,

with the tower itself, as such a testiment,
to the glory, the granduer of past King's and Queens steps,
and the foot print they leave in the pages of time,
to the now open wide dungeons, once guarded,
now mined.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Foreground by Selections from The Colour Spectrum, Backbeat; Epping Forest.

Derren Browns Portrait's Plug #1 and #2


"Woody Allen"


"Steven Fry" and Steven Fry.

Excerpt from "That Mitchell and Webb Book." #73



Traffalgar Square.

(will probably be more enjoyable if you know a brief history of T-S, one more-so explanitory than that it was one of the "red properties" on monopoly. although that is also fine.)



upon the collumn,
our victor resides,
below him, the frog,
who was foiled by the tides,

and when Wellington's boots,
came down on the warts,
Brittan was blessed,
for waterloo was then fought,
and finished.

envisioning the waves in the lake,
and even when the lillypad breaks,
and the lion's bold guard,
shall never awake.

It is why the children do play,
and why the solemn monuments glory,
shan't soon stroll away.


Breathing

Ummagumma Tribute Tune (between hong kong airport and the sky)

I had a lay over in Hong Kong for 3 hours.
As I walked off the plane, the final notes of Pink Floyd's Ummagumma clipped my heels and left me with the next soundtrack of early morning, deserted hong kong airport. Sitting in the smoking room, I composed a song that was birthed by the resonance of Ummagumma resonating in my hindsight.
So here it is;

http://www.myspace.com/neonspoodlescolourchoir

enjoy.
x

Monday, May 10, 2010

1s 2s 3s and 4s and that guy from the start of willy wonka walk into Hong Kong airport.

2: Does anyone know what the time is?
4: Im better than three.
1: I am less than three.
3: It's about 9am.
that guy from the start of willy wonka: if you wanna know about the candyman, i can tell you, i wrote this song about him. its got all the goss.

view 'that guy from the start of willy wonkas' video response here.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Lament of a Puppy


When I put my philosopher hat on, It... perplexes me that shes almost a humanoid. But she is an animal. With perfect comprehension of her abilities. Like, the same way I think about her, I reckon she thinks about me, but in her dog way. like... "I wonder if I run around and jump on his face if he'll realize that I just learned Seven Nation army on my Bass."


- "Neon Spoodle on his Puppy Dog, Velvet Person. January 21 2022."

Willy Wonka Wins the Lottery.

So I won the lottery.


yeah, i remember hearing something about about that.

yeah, i bought 7 oompa loomas instead of a yacht.