Davey Dreamnation

Let’s just for a moment pretend that Chris de Burgh never wrote “The Lady In Red”; that “Don’t Pay the Ferryman” was never recorded, let alone “a minor hit in the states [sic]” as alleged on his (still appallingly designed) official website. Indeed, let’s go so far as to say that Chris de Burgh never [...]

When I’m not wasting time writing record reviews about non-existent bands, poems about dysfunctional families, prose poems about imaginary cities, new definitions for strange Dutch words, the odd (yes, odd) sonnet, an occasional ode to the Buddha Machine, away on explorations in Abendland or Morgenland, posting as Clint Bo Dean in disguise and so on, [...]

Having spent the best part of two weeks figuring out how to transfer content from six blogger pages to this, the new international webportal and virtual headquarters of Davey Dreamnation Enterprises, it came as no surprise today when an unnamed junior technician, midway through eating a bar of turkish delight, inadvertantly hit delete while navigating [...]

My poem Walt Whitman Service Area appeared in The Age today, although you might be forgiven for missing it, even if you are an avid reader of the A2 section - the poem seems to have been shrunk to a smaller font - possibly to make room for everything else on the page:

Well it’s been over ten years in the making so I’m overjoyed and relieved to inform you that my debut poetry collection We Will Disappear will be released this year through soi3, an imprint of papertiger media. The book will feature between fifty and one hundred poems, including some that have already been published, both [...]

DNRC074 | LP | 2010 | DELETED
Ostensibly formed in response to the death of Allen Carr, and inspired by The Fauves’ Lazy Highways album, The Carrs weren’t fooling anyone on this release, a shameful collection of Cars covers. In a year when Davey Dreamnation released more albums than bats, Eazy Hi-ways might have been forgiveable, [...]

She woke up the next morning to find him crying in the kitchen because he said he had the anniversary blues. So she got into her car and turned on the radio in the hope of salvation but it was only looping bad rock. But still she ran down the street through the American rain [...]

Welcome to [d/dn v.10] - finally!
I’m currently trying to migrate all of my Blogger posts to this blog, with some difficulty. Seems I’m losing a lot of formatting, the server’s timing out and sundry other jitches are cursing my desire to upgrade and move on out. However, there is light at the end of the [...]

My chapbook Abendland (pictured left, details) has been reviewed by Philly poet Adam Fieled on his excellent blog. Check out the review here. As far as I can tell, this is the first time my work has ever been reviewed, anywhere. I only have a couple of copies of the book left, but I hope [...]

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bandanna and cry a flower into it’s a war
parents knew was coming & ever since then
thoughts have been in turmoil as soon as
argument was refuted he switched sides so
hypocricy went unnoticed please go & fuck
your self-righteous self sideways & stick
business somewhere else maybe start where
neo-con pals left off after all [...]

DNRC073 | EP | 2010 | DELETED
And well may we ask. What’s the point of classifying “share-house” as a musical genre? And who bothered to buy milk this morning? Not us, and not The Point Breaks, it seems. Formed from the detritus of The Points, a sand-case trio with a penchant for EMO who disbanded [...]

DNRC072 | LP | 2010 | DELETED
Critics spent most of the year 2010 panning other bands’ records - hence there’s not much actually to speak of here, on their debut album for DNRC, except perhaps bitterness in the form of lead single “Sourer Than Lemon”, an apparent reference to an argument within the band about [...]

DNRC071 | LP | 2010 | DELETED
Having released their self-titled debut in early 1900, Inspirational Magnets took just one hundred and ten years to record the follow-up and boy, was the wait worth it. “Pop and Lock” updates the band’s original manifesto for a new century, stopping off at various moments in C20 history along [...]