Stereo poems (Volume 3) by Damian Balassone
Three short, playful poems. Marriage, Elvis, Lennon and McCartney.
Three short, playful poems. Marriage, Elvis, Lennon and McCartney.
Il y a quelques routards irlandais qui vivent dans la même auberge que moi. Nous parlons. L'un d'eux mentionne que Joe Jackson joue à Rome ce soir-là. Il avait vu une affiche dans une laverie à proximité.
There was one song that stood out. Hometown: a beautiful melody with evocative lyrics, concluding with a delightful guitar lick by Vinnie Zummo.
My sole ambition in life is to find out what has happened to John Fogerty.
The second volume of playful rhymes from Damian Balassone, featuring Cliff Richard, Blue Moon River, and Taylor Swift.
It’s as if Don Walker is merging two mythologies – the Australian desert and the Bible, concluding with a verse that shifts to Christ’s resurrection.
Introducing some playful rhymes from our poet-in-residence, Damian Balassone...
I'm eating a cheap and nasty pizza – a fitting feed for a failed novelist. I’m watching The Panel. About three slices in they introduce a New Zealander called Bic Runga. I’m enraptured.
Sometimes it’s only when you see a girl for the second or third time that you realise how beautiful she is. A song is a bit like that.
The house is a pigsty: multiple leaks, gathering mould, mice pooh in the breadbox, possum arses sticking out of the walls to block out the sunlight while they sleep, empty pizza cartons, cheap wine bottles – it’s a cross between Animal House and the Dead Poets Society.