“It was only one moment like any other, but I still remember her face”…

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It’s raining again…
The clouds have covered the night sky…

It’s so cold, so dark…
No sign of the stars through eyes that want to cry…

Under naked street lights…
As his mind conflicts and his memories fight…

A heavy feeling filling his feet…
Still walking to the sound of her beat…

Remembering that time and place…
He last saw her pretty face…

When life was easy and so fine…
Drinking glasses of cheap Red wine…

Spinning the bottle…
Adrenaline full throttle…

The games of truth…
Under someone else’s roof…

And all the dares…
Her matching underwear…
His longing stares…

The unspoken feelings…
On the floor kneeling…
Talking in code was so easy, so appealing…

In the bloom of his youth…
Dancing around the truth…

If only, if only, if only…

If only he wasn’t a nobody…
If only he and she could be…
If only she’d look closer and see…

His utter desire…
The never ending fire…

She was so out of reach…
And a lesson it tried to teach…

But the warning was not heeded…
Further lessons in life, would be needed…

As he would fall for others…
But his dreams would be smothered…
Leaving his loving soul undiscovered…

But forever; this one remains…
In his mind, playing games…
That will always end the same…
As he wanders through the rain…

His eyes ready to burst…
At the thought of his first…

~

Photo credit the amazing Stacey Wells http://www.artistwells.net/#!__spin-the-bottle

“When you talk to me in circles, take your foot out of your mouth”…

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Relax and close your eyes,
now just listen to my voice…

I’m going to put you in a trance,
you don’t really have a choice…

I’m about to twist your mind and
control all your thoughts…

With some simple manipulation,
as there’s a lesson to be taught…

Because you crossed the line and
thought it wise to mess with me…

So this is now my chance,
to make your blind eyes see…

And feel the painful misery,
I think that you deserve…

Beginning with public humiliation,
because I hope that this will serve…

As a clear and stark warning,
to any of the others…

Who think that they are clever,
but soon will discover…

The power that I hold and
the immense energy I created…

Taking over your weak body,
showing how you underestimated…

The depths of my depravity and
the hatred deep within my soul…

That flows through my veins,
as I begin to take full control…

And you become my puppet,
A simple figure of fun…

But when this performance ends,
the real show will have just begun…

As I plant key words and actions,
deep inside your feeble mind…

And any trigger word spoken,
will simply serve to remind…

Of the day you crossed the line,
thought it funny to fuck with me…

And the day I took revenge,
inserting madness into your reality…

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“It was only one moment like any other, but I still remember her face”…

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It’s raining again…

The clouds have covered
the night sky…

It’s so cold, so dark…

No sign of the stars…

Just naked street lights…
As his mind conflicts
and his memories fight…

A heavy feeling fills his feet…
Still walking to her beat…

Remembering the time and place…
That he last saw her pretty face…

When life was easy
and fine…
Drinking cheap Red wine…

Spinning the bottle…
Adrenaline full throttle…

The games of truth…
Under someone else’s
roof…

And all the dares…
Her matching underwear…
His longing stares…

The unspoken feelings…
On the floor kneeling…
Talking in code was so
easy, so appealing…

In the bloom of his youth…
Dancing around the truth…

If only, if only, if only…

If only he wasn’t a nobody…
If only he and she could be…
If only she could
look closer and see…

His utter desire…
The never ending fire…

She was so out of reach…
And a lesson it tried to teach…

But the warning was
not heeded…
Further lessons in life
would be needed…

As he would fall
for others…
But his dreams would
be smothered…
Leaving his loving soul
undiscovered…

But forever this one remains…
In his mind, playing games…
That will always end the same…
As he wanders through
the rain…

His eyes ready to burst…
At the thought of
his first…

~

Photo credit the amazing Stacey Wells http://www.artistwells.net/#!__spin-the-bottle

“It was only one moment like any other, but I still remember her face”…

spin-the-bottle-marilyn-monroe

It’s raining again…

The clouds have covered
the night sky…

It’s so cold, so dark…

No sign of the stars…

Just naked street lights…
As his mind conflicts
and his memories fight…

A heavy feeling fills his feet…
Still walking to her beat…

Remembering the time and place…
That he last saw her pretty face…

When life was easy
and fine…
Drinking cheap Red wine…

Spinning the bottle…
Adrenaline full throttle…

The games of truth…
Under someone else’s
roof…

And all the dares…
Her matching underwear…
His longing stares…

The unspoken feelings…
On the floor kneeling…
Talking in code was so
easy, so appealing…

In the bloom of his youth…
Dancing around the truth…

If only, if only, if only…

If only he wasn’t a nobody…
If only he and she could be…
If only she could
look closer and see…

His utter desire…
The never ending fire…

She was so out of reach…
And a lesson it tried to teach…

But the warning was
not heeded…
Further lessons in life
would be needed…

As he would fall
for others…
But his dreams would
be smothered…
Leaving his loving soul
undiscovered…

But forever this one remains…
In his mind, playing games…
That will always end the same…
As he wanders through
the rain…

His eyes ready to burst…
At the thought of
his first…

~

Photo credit the amazing Stacey Wells http://www.artistwells.net/#!__spin-the-bottle

“Seeing a light, A face in the crowd”…

Cabaret – Bradford

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So, my birthday week is at an end. I am now Forty and officially on my way to half a century walking this Earth. It’s been quite a week of celebrations, some unexpected and some requested.

I have been spoiled from those around me and it has been quite overwhelming in some ways. In others, I wonder why reaching this milestone has not really stirred me and had me shouting from the roof tops – it’s left me quite unmoved, but that’s a box left locked.

As is the box that had a quiet nod to the dearly departed. To acknowledge that side was to remember my year so far and a lot of it, I am trying hard to forget. That may sound harsh, but for me, it’s the only way.

Anyway, in the mix of gifts came signed memorabilia from Mr Finn – an amazing surprise and the much requested and desired hot air balloon ride, which I am so very much looking forward to.

I can now rest easy that it’s all over and begin to get back to real life – which should not be difficult. However, the week ended with a trip to see Will Young’s Cabaret in Bradford.

This was the same place I had a magical and fascinating night with Derran Brown in what seems such a long time ago now. In fact, so long ago, I can barely remember too much about the night, other than the ending.

The Alhambra is a fine theatre, yet it finds itself in Bradford, which would be the first to admit that it wasn’t the most salubrious of cities. The splendour inside the venue almost feels too out of place.

I had no idea of what to expect from this musical. I knew Will Young was getting rave reviews and I knew that there may be scantily clad women. Well, there was both and neither disappointed.

The back drop to the story was pre Nazi Germany and you were enticed into the KitKat club very gently at first, before being hit full in the face with a dazzling dancing ensemble.

The half-naked women in stockings, suspenders, high heels. The half-naked men in little more than leather shorts. The bright lights, the smell of sex and drugs, the lust that fuelled them. It was a club I would like to find.

Will Young played the sinister Emcee – with a white painted face and he played it remarkably well. So much so, that I would think any other part would be difficult for him to play now. Forget any preconceptions of Young the singer or Pop idol – this was a genius at work.

Young lit up the stage and memorised whenever in view. The way he played the part suggested it may have been written for him, but I have not seen the film, so that would be a guess. It was quite a fast paced show and the songs were really well sung.

I didn’t know too many, but even the ones I didn’t know were written well enough to captivate. There was a sub plot, and you can read it all here – there is no point me reproducing – however, it was the KitkKat club scenes that entranced.

Over the course of the show, the heavier side of the plot was uncomfortable at times. The undertones in how the Nazi party went about their business and began to ruin lives before coming into power was hard to watch.

The ending was even worse, depicting the Nazis in power, culminating with every actor naked (Inc Young) and depicting a gas chamber scene – it left the audience in total silence. This was not your normal feel good factor show, but it was quite brilliant and I am so glad to have witnessed it.

So, my Forty for Forty moves on to next week and a quite packed October. Jimmy Carr, Nina Conti, Phil Jupitus, Tom Odell and Nick Cave all await my presence. I will not have time to write them all up, so prepare for selected highlights!

To end this ramble, I couldn’t find anything suitable from the show, so I think you will have to find your own on youtube – and I would not normally infect your ears with Will Young’s music – however, I do like this track and actually wish I had written it – so forgive me. This is “Jealousy”.

Enjoy

“We may lose and we may win”…

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So, in the midst of a busy week that has thrown up more questions than answers on a personal matter, this blog was nominated for an award. Nominated twice actually, which really made me smile and was quite humbling.

It is not the first time; you may remember that previously, the lovely Nina from http://wordsthatflowlikewater.wordpress.com/2013/06/06/inspiring-the-very-inspiring-blogger-award/  Nominated this blog for the “Very Inspiring Blog” award – which was really nice of her.

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This achievement has now been followed up by both Richard from http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ and Christine from http://crissyb315.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ nominating this blog for the “Versatile blogger award”.  Which again, is really nice and I am truly humbled.

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Both these awards come with things that need to be done and I have to admit, I am pretty poor at these – however, the fact that these awards come from wordpress peers does mean a lot and whilst I have little of interest about myself to do any sort of list, I do feel the need to spread the word of others blogs.

The below are 10 blogs that I read and follow – and I would encourage you to try them out for size – these are just a snapshot as I follow a huge amount – so if your blog isn’t below, it is not reflection on you – more an opportunity.

Please leave a comment and let people know where they can find you – this could be an opportunity for all of us to build up our wordpress base? Not sure if this will even work, but don’t be shy – we all want to be read – even if we do not think what we produce is worth reading!

So, here is a snapshot in addition to the 3 above and in no order:

http://stevehi312.wordpress.com/

http://helenvalentina.com/

http://shakeyourtailfeathers.wordpress.com/

http://busymindthinking.com/

http://kwicksand.wordpress.com/

http://apurvakj.wordpress.com/

http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/

http://thedrugstorenotebook.co/

http://randomblurting.wordpress.com

https://morganlefaysblog.wordpress.com/

So, a song to leave this ramble – I watched an Eagles documentary last night and really enjoyed it, so have a few tunes floating round in my head – this one is a message for the weekend – “Take it easy” – no more words needed – well, unless you wish to comment!

Enjoy

“Let me know the wonder of all of you”…

Derren Brown – Bradford.

So, after a sun kissed break in Lisbon – disturbed by the news that my mother had managed to destroy her kitchen with a chip pan fire – yes, people still use chip pans in this day and age – this was a quick chance to nip out of reality.

Another on the Forty for Forty quest, this was something I was really looking forward to, but had no idea what to expect. Brown has become a massive star over the time I have been watching him on TV.

He is not everyone’s cup of tea, but he fascinates me. He is clever, witty and funny – but most of all, he is clear and upfront about what he does. There is no magic to what he does, he is not in touch with spirits and he is not a fraud.

Instead, he can and does explain everything – well most things – with Hypnosis, slight of hand, mind control, memory tricks and body language. I have of course seen him do all these things on TV and thought – yeah, stooges or tv trickery.

The first time I saw him, he was playing Russian roulette with a loaded gun and a random person putting the bullet in the chamber – when he pulled the trigger against his head a few times, nothing happened, but then the final shot after he aimed away from his head was the bullet.

It was gripping TV and I have kept tabs on him since. So the chance to see him live was too good to pass up, even if no one else really fancied the trip. Due to being alone though, it gave me the freedom to do as I wanted and the afternoon was mainly killed in the fantastic National media museum.

I am limited as to what I can say about the show itself as we have been asked to keep it secret as to not spoil for others. Am happy with that – but what I can say is this – Browns on stage persona is as engaging as it seems on TV – you cannot take your eyes off him.

His accuracy for most of the tricks was astounding. So much so, the cynics would believe that each one was set up and the person paid – not sure how given the Frisbee throwing picked people at random – or did it – that’s how it appeared.

His final act was done in 7 minutes and left you simply marveling at the man’s mental brilliance – I will deffo try to see him again at some point. It would have been interesting to see more than one show, just to see if the answers were different – but perhaps that would indeed spoil the magic.

So the Forty for Forty quest ramps up this next 2 to 3 weeks, with Ed Harcourt, Bon Jovi, KT turnstall and Viva Forever all awaiting my company. In the meantime, there could really be only one tune to accompany this ramble – Barry Manilow – Could It be Magic.

And if you are surprised at this, then you have not read this post : The Music of my Life (ish).

Enjoy