black triangles

A poem by the unquestionably messed up world of tamara! Me no understand.

black triangles.

yestrday i made the bath blue,
how i did it no one knew,
the ink of boredem from my mind,
and it made me feel fine
why i did it i dont know,
wrapping round my leg like a bow,
this mulatation of my skin,
was like tatooing without the pin.
it felt like cutting which i have never done,
yet at the same time it was kinda fun.
i ate cakes and drunk cherry colas,
slowly destroying my all my molars,
i sat and watched a film about basketball.
where all the kids spoke like uneducated fools,
as i carried out my plan,
i thought with intrest a man called batman,
i wondered why he did his good deed,
and why i had felt the need,
to colour my legs black and blue,
so i watched him find the final clue
then scrubbed the crap off my thigh,
and wondered if i should lie,
about how i turned the bath blue.

by tamara

The Never Ending Search For A Hanging Corpse

Here lies a poem from the depth of my brain:

The Never Ending Search For A Hanging Corpse

The ghosts left the body hanging in the stairway
All wet with blood in the darkness surrounding
The people came home to what they believed was their stay
When in fact the ghosts ruled all bleak within

When it was sent for examination
It turned out to be just a little dare
The girl thought it funny down at the station
Whose body was it hanging from the stair?

Well the body not mine I can tell thee
Not funny nor happy yet sad but true
Now the body is left in all it's glory
Its revealed today that it's the corpse of you....



By Ben Jammin Trader

The friendly man that was stuck

Here's another lovely poem from the even lovelier Charlotte:

There was a friendly man that lived in a box,
trouble was he was stuck in there cos of locks.
He didnt know what to do or how to get out,
he thought it inpolite to scream and shout.
So as people passed him by they thought him rude,
as he never came out and his personality became misconstrude.
He loved to see the great different people that came by,
however with him they became distant and shy.
The passers by thought him strange and rather bizarre,
they all had an opinion of him as they passed by in their car.
What they failed to see about this friendly man,
was that he was stuck and of them he was a fan.
So when you meet someone you dont understand,
try to help them and give them a hand.
The passers by missed out on a friend in the man,
they could not see it but you certainly can.

by char

Where we will end up so happy and fond.

Here's a poem written by Charlotte. Good to see rhyming couplets in use here!

As we go running through the trees and into the sea,
then we see what we can really be.
Who knows where we are going or where we'll get,
but it will delightful and beautiful i bet.
As the rain pours on our shoulders and down our backs,
we realise that we forgot our trusty macks.
The little local people come out and visit us every day,
they know that we will never stray away.
So friendly and kind and they know us well,
we'd hardly know they have us under a spell.
When we visit the clouds are clearing and we see blue,
the turqoise water glistens so tempting to take off your shoe.
Never before have we've seen such a display,
no doubt the sun will shine so bright this day.
And in the light of our recent lives,
in our next life we will have many wives.
So do you see where we are going with this?
all we have to do is give one kiss.......

......to the little people in the land beyond,
where we will end up so happy and fond.

by char

The Chiefs - Rock or Pop?

The Chiefs - Rock or Pop?
28th May - London Astoria 8.00 ish.

The night kicked off in a bit of a hurry as we excitedly rushed to the much loved Astoria, full of many lasting memories for us all I think.
As it happened we arrived in plenty of time, and within a couple of minutes the beers were in!!!! ( the most important part of a pre-gig build up.)
The first band arrived on stage shortly after. The unknown Leeds based Duels. However as with few supports we've seen over the years they did not disappoint. My description, a slick, energetic and most importantly sexy five piece including the cute Katherine (Keyboards), a cross between The Future Heads and The Kinks with a hint of The Killers.
With masses of true passion for their work, catchy lyrics "hold your hand up to the sky, hold your hand up and protect your eyes" mind bending tunes and a shit hot guitarists (Jim) they produced a grand start to the evening.
The Beat Up. The most hyped of the supports really were a let down. Boring. Dull and un-original. What more can I say, your average rock band with a distinct American style and predictability about them. Let down by the sound team a lack luster front man with quiet vocals failed too impress.
A long and unusually hot wait approached as the crowd eagerly anticipated The Chiefs. Preparing their advance to the stage silhouettes could be seen and Cries of Chiefs Chiefs rang out.
As The Kaiser Chiefs came on stage the crowd became a group of teenage girls, yelling and screaming and generally going wild. The Kaiser Chiefs had arrived.
As the first beats and strums of "Na Na Na Na Na" ( as predicted by Luke) came blaring out of the speakers the crowd started to liven up more than ever. The Chiefs kept the crowds energetic dancing displays up as they played the hits such as "I Predict A riot", "Oh My God" and "Everyday I love you less and less". The lyrics pounded through the Astoria as these songs got some of the biggest reactions out of the crowds. However all of the songs seemed to have the "oh so similar" effect of the audience of hyping them up. The Chiefs energy in their music and performance was infectious to the crowd and definitely kept fans energetic in the hot and sweaty pit as the front. Ricky jumped several times into the pit, everyone in the crowd desperate to touch, kiss and grope him! The high light of my evening seeing my brother holding his own at the front of 2000, Ricky dived in and landed right on top of him, Lukey scuffing up his hair and attempting kiss him a great sight and bodes well for the future of our indie rock revolution. The band went off for five minutes or so and came back on for their encore of two songs, which again revved the audience right up. As the set finally came to an end and the band threw all sorts into the pit, Ricky tempted the crowd with his famous public school boy-looking jacket, then gave a look "As if!"
Unfortunately for me I have to sum up The Kaiser Chiefs with the words of Charlotte, "oh so similar"- not their style but the they way every song sounded like the last and had a little too much of that "oh so similar" ring to them.

And my answer to the question "rock or pop"? POCK!. The Kaiser Chiefs. A truly entertaining pop band with great stage presence. Ricky knows how to work the crowd with his arrogant nature. Moderate rock attitude.
A highly entertaining night.
7/10

Ross and Charlotte