The Caterpillar Dub No.44 brings you a new contributor, the jazz-horn player from Chicagee, Mr Ben Jacket. Please read responsibly and dissipate your euphoria in scintillating ripples of unbridled lightful joy. Any crackling audible over one's wireless set is a result of inter-orbital phonographic disturbance and will pass as we enter the next Age of Brahma. Poems and other pieces of verbage may be sent to the editor at the address to be found overleaf. Please do not forget to include a threepenny stamp and ten for a shilling if you get them hot. Allright, let's roll the film over the eyes of sleep.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Saturday, November 24, 2012
DREAM MANIFESTO
Following
recallibration of the soporific illusion nets, it has become apparent that life is indeed a
dream. The findings came to light as researchers at the Centre for Dream Experience and
Elucidation finally woke up to the facts of life can be a dream. Also how did they know not to that it
wasn't? And anyway it's time to wake up
now--- you're running, running down a street - you're in a strange city, though parts of it seem oddly familiar - alone you ramble
and wander the serpentine and convoluted conduits of a misty dream-city - you
meet a friend - is it a friend?
You see your lover down by the great river that winds out of the
jungle-country to the north-west, above the mountains, beyond the plains where the horse-nomads live and the skylarks
play. Is it her? You follow but she's
gone. Some foreigners arrive and offer
you a ride in a canoe - should you take it?
Why not? You jump in and are
conveyed to the ancient city, upstream, that was built by the elder culture, before the new city was built - - but wait - isn't it the same city?
Sweet Dreams of You
Julia Dream
Dream of Unwin
Chopin Op.50 No.3, Rubenstein
Truml:
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
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Friday, October 26, 2012
MOTH CLUB BOILER WOES
Both Club Oilers Bow Out of Row. Wrath roilers woe at Bow. Furry-winged controversy blights East End club. Such hail the newsboys on bleak London streets. Thus flap the posters, and scraps of newsprint swirl down the side-roads, emanating information to the urban conurbation. Feathery tiled wings swoop down Baalbec Way, massing in penumbra of mythic maths, splash puddles of meths, the stuff of myths. Open-mouthed, the madding crowds fear the moths, mere metaphysical chimeras after all!
Lick I Pipe:
http://www.youtube.com/user/floydyopz/
http://www.radiofreepenzance.blogspot.co.uk/
Blessed Wild Apple Girl:
Lick I Pipe:
http://www.youtube.com/user/floydyopz/
http://www.radiofreepenzance.blogspot.co.uk/
& the Hippies were Bold in
their Thanks…
Sunday, September 30, 2012
JaCkDaW
A stupendous view of the bay is commanded from the bay window
transoms, from Loe Bar, across by Halzephron and on down to Mullion and The
Lizard. Someone seems to swoon forward
in gentle reverie, images rippling outward from expressive, inventive mind. Cluck,
jackdaw's feather flutters to ground shimmering blue and dark shine.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Gwynngala Gate
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point; the original one; the one mind;
the space of previous things; the
point of origin beyond; the luminous fog of aether. &c..
Unread
material shall be stashed in the phone-box on the corner, or secreted within the
old deserted house down the back-street or buried at the cross-roads at
midnight. * * * *
Street-cars,
side-cars, allotments and rugby-pitches- a rainy Saturday afternoon, the radio
blaring. Fragments of lichen and Spanish
Moss cling to the trees - an old movie. Sunlight on the pavement on the hill, quiet. Grass sprouting in the gutter. Snatches of brass band music being blown
about by the wind; tattered posters
flapping on old brick walls, chimes of
an ice-cream van. Dry warm wind blows
the dust in rivulets along the brown and fading street, bleached by summer’s
old-time sun. A thousand summer suns
that shone and in shining shone on as one.
Side streets, rugby-cars and rainy allotment pitches on a radio
afternoon of blaring Saturday. Feet
clacking down dry dusty streets, past shacks of clucking clarion cockerels,
heralds, horns blaring. Swarming downtowns turned to brick, nostalgic
reverie reveals no intrinsically solid stalactites.
Friday, August 31, 2012
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