I’ve had a big meal of pissed off and can’t fit any more in.
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It’s raining so hard outside
Who would want to be out?
Sanity is a distant friend
I’m making up the list now.
Who dares
Doesn’t win.
Not this time.
Songs of Protest 10 out now!!!!
But this isn’t in it. Just to annoy you, I posted this, just to give you a heads up on whats going down.
Find it HERE
And find this picture in the next installment Songs of Protest 11, which I’m sure will be out soon enough. I’m angry enough.
New things???????
There are some new exciting things coming up, but as nothing is set in stone, I’ll keep it under wraps.
Thank you to the few brave souls who made it to the last Eveleigh Market (deluge). You made my day. Hopefully the next one will be a bit drier. I have to got through a few things to check everything is OK, and will have to make some new stock. I will most likely be at the next market on Sunday the 7th of July. Hope to see you then.
Who does?
They’re lying if they do.
We all need love.
Years ago when I was filled with dreams, I was in a band with a high school friend. I was in art school at the time, and I all “nobody understands me, “I’m so different,” and feeling all sorry and superior. So I would try and write these arty songs with weird lyrics, trying to be clever and all. but my friend who came from an really messed up background, and had mental illness in the family , and lived in “that scary house,” in the street, desperately tried to be normal. So anyway we use to record stuff, and my stuff would be all kind of well recorded, and I’d go and visit him and he would just come out with these works of genius that I could never even begin to emulate.
I always loved what he wrote, and this in one of them. I think he was going through some love issues at the time. But he wrote this when he was twenty.
But it holds even truer now.
Going off
One good thing about being unalbe to stop drawing angry protesters is that I now have an exhibition ready to go at any moment.
I was having a chat yesterday and big things are coming your way.
I’m still angry though.
Nicholas Beckett Visionary 