Melbourne, Then
When I was with you I felt like Paul Westerberg
Yearning, hopeful, bruised but romantic
Singing Big Star songs on the tram
I screamed along, alone, to Unsatisfied to fill the terrible silence of two empty years
I quoted Bastards of Young to my shrink to explain why I always loved people who didn’t love me
And ignored the ones who did
You danced alone to Little Mascara
Getting off before you even met me
Achin to Be something more than you are
Together we danced to Androgynous in your living room
Me in my tight black Laura Jane Grace jeans
You in whatever would fit
And you were so perfect I couldn’t breathe…
Christian’s Spotify playlist for his poem
Christian Brimo
Christian Brimo is a slam poet and ex-music journalist based in Melbourne, Australia. You can find more of his poems on YouTube and Instagram.
To continue your theme Christian, that was sadly beautiful.
Love The Replacements. The reboot of DTAS has been a neat surprise, the original Wallace sessions giving a fair few tracks a bite they lacked when first released. Especially I Won’t, finally making it sound like the lost The Who song that it is.
Thank you so much!
To give you a peek behind the curtain, there were originally verses about Tom Waits too, but before the Dead Man’s Pop release I had barely heard their collaboration so I couldn’t get it right.