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‘There’s a wild Jack Russell in the Moon’ (audio)

David Prater, ‘There’s a wild Jack Russell in the Moon’

This audio version of ‘There’s a wild Jack Russell in the Moon’ was recorded live at Babble by Sean M. Whelan on February 1 2006 as part of my feature set.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of a piano, coming out of the speakers of a very old Walkman. Sit back and imagine me pretending to play the piano while I recite the poem.

Think Billy Joel.

Is an arsehole.

Merciful and rapid-response editing of this piece (originally over 10 minutes in length) was carried out by DJ Sassy Pants.

Unfortunately this means you don’t get to hear me go ‘woof’.

Sean M. Whelan: Catholic, Autistic and Terrific

A picture of teenage heart-throb Sean M. WhelanLock up your bandannas, plectrums and notebooks, people – there’s a man on the streets who’s aiming to break your heart, like the way Wilco said they were trying, only this time succeeding.

The man who introduced the world to Catholic Autistic Terrific, who is now in the middle of a post-Balderdash hangover to rival anything tied on by the Rat Pack, stirred the hearts, minds and various extremities of the Melbourne spoken word scene two weeks ago with his show Death To Your Dreams, featuring Sean on vocals and cool hat, and ace band the Mime Set on everything else.

The performance, as part of the Emerging Writers’ Festival, was actually the second one put on by Sean and the band, after their apparently barnestorming show as part of last year’s Australian Idol competition. Think fab projections accentuated by moody shadow work from the Mime Set’s guitarists – okay, think Rattle and Hum.

Think big sound!

My God, the Spanish Club PA made the band sound like a cathedral. Think heart-breaking lyrics and songs. Think about how much Sean’s gigs will cost to get into in the future. Think eye-patches. Think think. Think ‘four letter word starting with s, containing one e and ending with an an’.

PS: rhymes with ‘lorn’.

alicia sometimes: BULK ACE!

alicia sometimes is bulk aceJust in case anyone was suffering under the impression that I’m something of a man’s man, here’s a little image I look at every time I visit the wonderful Page 4 website of Australasia’s most popular, talented and BULK ACE poet, alicia ‘sassy pants’ sometimes!

Seeing her in action on the wheels of steel last Wednesday as an accoutrement to the talents of the Bedroom Philosopher, one was struck by sassy’s eclectic musical tastes ranging from Rolf Harris (his incendiary track ‘Sunrise’ providing an eerie beginning to the night) to a German version of ‘Ring of Fire’ that was actually about 4000 cars or bars or something.

I often think of asking alicia what sustains her, but so far have not got up the courage to do so. I suspect if anything sustains her at all, it’s a small nip of Bailey’s and some kind of tart.

A supremely dangerous poet, alicia co-hosts Triple R’s Aural Text show every Wednesday at 12 noon. I heartily recommend listening to it over the internet. She has apparently performed at over 3000 spoken word gigs and has the fliers to prove it.

And speaking of fliers, check out this little doozy, a promo poster for next month’s Babble on Wednesday May 3, featuring alicia and her sassy band, Luster. The open mike section will be a surf theme, so bring yer crystal cylinders. I’ve dusted off the Ciaks— what’s your excuse?

Justin Heazlewood at Babble!

justin heazlewoodAfter the non-appearance of rumoured Irish headline act Neil, Babble punters could be forgiven for suspecting that uber-host Sean M. Whelan’s response might be to rope in some amateur or half-baked talent to act as the feature performer at last night’s event.

Those of little faith might consider working on that aspect of their personality however as no less a performer than Justin Heazlewood aka The Bedroom Philosopher aka one half of devastating duo The Renegades of Folk provided more than half a dozen answers to the question: what on earth goes through the mind of a twenty-something performer aka poet aka comedian aka spokesperson for his/her generation?

Because the fact is that if anyone speaks for signature drawstring jarmies, toast, songs about mum and postmodernism, then Justin Heazlewood’s the man. He could just as easily be the woman, as evidenced by his appearance on stage to the accompaniment of DJ Sassy Pants’ strident and eclectic selection, Donovan’s ‘Hurdy Gurdy Man’.

He’s funny, witty and he can play a guitar. I personally haven’t laughed so much in a while. I even forked out $20 for a copy of his debut album In Bed With My Doona, and can I just say that the price tag is worth it for the sensational Aussie folk-hop pastiche that is ‘Folkstar’, one of the best songs I’ve heard in ages.

Read an interview with Justin Heazlewood in Cordite. Better still, get on to the official Bedroom Philosopher website.

Tang!