Category: Honey Power

“Honey Power” is the name of a song by My Bloody Valentine, from their Tremolo EP. A few years ago I started writing some poems based on early-nineties shoegazer music, a project which has now evolved in a more general music direction.

  • they airbrushed my face

  • a/w Deerhunter

  • you were only ten years old when billy corgan had hair. & youknow, i can barely remember that time myself – it’s as if i wasnever actually there oh but i was at selina’s in coogee wherebilly corgan had lots of hair & he screamed & yodelled & shookhis mane of greasy sweaty hair (he…

  • a lot of empty places at these tables here-ah our drummer jumped off the brighton pier (ha count me in with the beats mark e smith (ta dah! screw my lightbulb honey brat sonically sophisticated buy a round of drinks-ah sorry your services no longer etc … squizzle! boss says “random quote generate-ah” live at…

  • over there where you’re laying down down amongst the styrofoam cups & album cover broken glass bra straps honey power coming all over me me & you with your oh fantastic english got me high & left me there stranger with a honey tongue warm between the vinyl EPs wet beneath the stylus rooms in…

  • Bruises

    he bites into the apple eats the bruises soft & brown like sugary endings (rayon bites the bruises cuts them clean out & spits the skin onto the crusty pavement sucks the bruises (swallows them whole into the apple of his insides & scratches & bruises yes just there soft like blisters just beneath the…

  • read she changed mode from mod to journo helsinki bound on a sleigh west of NO! bottle-blonde furies stalking XY stage shaken three-piece tour posters blur write lyrics in crayon lying dead in a field frozen shut her eyebrow raised when she plays my ipod says NO WA(VE)Y! like sue me helsinki! (art school’s ok…

  • two hearts rushing into the freaky world busted compromised lonely to be pitied – smashed our glasses & instead went blind no way back thrashed beaten or overcome† & so we attacked the world & it worked – put our divisions into place & attacked attacked their betrayals & coded silence coded our response to…

  • go on uh huh hit delete nah nah go on do it hit the button waha hit delete hit delete make like babyshambles pete hit yer headz then be dead hit delete forever pete make believe uh huh uh huh go on & do it delete forevers & still be clever as pete deletes his…

  • Split 7″

    zaboravljani hitovski/ forgotten hits obscure releases/ cocks & tits trophy girlfriends/ love hotels apartment farewells/ shower scenes warren beatty/ madonna bombs roulette tables/ passport songs slippery marble/ jadrolinjia sunday evenings/ predictable buskers where are the bands?/ where are the rebels? life’s all ordinary/ transplant palms little venetia/ terrible pizza another old city/ next to the…

  • Yo La Tengo

    ira caplan’s sonic squall rips new york’s fourth of july gulls from the captivities of silence like a chainsaw through a bough of glass or chalk on yesterday’s pavement; a soul possessed by demons determined to explode his body jerks with stock-market indices richter scale on jersey’s fretboard; blinding sounds erupt then ribbon out dangling…

  • bob mould’s screaming eight miles high can you feel his sheets of pain inside yer headphones boy take notes & duplicate on yer long walks home through those graveyards in yer long coat there’s that crow he’s eating all yer dead mix-tapes feature angry men & the odd soft-rock stooge eg john cougar’s song scarecrow…

  • what happened to you boy the future seemed too mad for some you were a notorious phenomenon spoken of by girls in reverent drools weird kind of pop star heard of back in high school if some girls said you were cool then you were & while I could easily sneer & pretend I knew…

  • look back on wires guitars in anger they painted their own ruby jubilee shooting up three chords obliviously jet ski parts animated stripey tees a line a line a line a lines realign calling a verdant copse thalidomide smash hits mixed in boy band salads the sweats the threats the hot jets if musics not…