Follow blll on Twitter
gairnet provides: tweets of blll
- Fascinating as ever to wander through @PoetryTranslate’s archives and hear, hauntingly, the late Sarah Maguire read… twitter.com/i/web/status/1… 13 hours ago
- It seems perfectly appropriate that @chrissywilliams’s poem should sit alongside those images from Miyazaki: ‘Halfw… twitter.com/i/web/status/1… 15 hours ago
- @duendejeams In #VirtualDundee this would already be a Minecraft colossus bestriding Baxter Park. 15 hours ago
- @keith_jebb @BmillsBilly An interlude: youtu.be/f8Uo5_ySjC0 (Aslo: when you’re 64 you can be 16 again & again & again.) 1 day ago
- @Munross @GandGBallatis Apparently it’s not true that John Lennon said that the #DundeeRenga wasn’t even the best renga in The Beatles. 1 day ago
BLLL’s Amazon Profile
-
Recent Posts
- Phorgotography, 3
- Phorgotography, 2
- Phorgotography, 1
- Renga City (3)
- Renga City (2)
- G. Gregory Smith’s Gargoyle, or, Several Scottish Voices Gathered Together in Pittenweem and Grooving with Robert Wyatt
- Keaton, Carrington, Milligan: 4
- Keaton, Carrington, Milligan: 3
- Keaton, Carrington, Milligan: 2
- Keaton, Carrington, Milligan: 1
Categories
- current emanations (61)
- dundee makar (23)
- elderblog (8)
- Makaronics (9)
- public artbone (4)
- reviews (some antique) (28)
- sparrow mumbling (13)
- The Others (4)
- Uncategorized (3)
- xenochronicity (60)
Anarchive
Tag Archives: Syd Barrett
G. Gregory Smith’s Gargoyle, or, Several Scottish Voices Gathered Together in Pittenweem and Grooving with Robert Wyatt
https://standupandspit.wordpress.com/2021/05/09/chic-murray/ – I love this outburst of Greenockian absurdism, particularly the moment where Chic claims he’s gone wrong, so runs through the whole poem again, again emphasising both its almost complete lack of sense and its entirely coherent structure. It’s … Continue reading →
Posted in current emanations
|
Tagged Adam Boulton, Alfreda Benge, Bill Forsyth, Chic Murray, Don’t Look Now, Fred Frith, G. Gregory Smith, Govan, Greenock, Gregory’s Girl, Helen Kidd, Hugh MacDiarmid, Ivor Cutler, Nicholas Roeg, Pink Floyd, Robert Wyatt, Rock Bottom, Sky News, Spike Milligan, Stand Up and Spit, Syd Barrett, The Caledonian Antiszyzygy, The Velvet Underground, Tim Wells, Ummagumma, Val McDermid, Van der Graaf Generator, Venus in Furs, W.S. Graham, William McGonagall, Y’Hup
|
Leave a comment
Keaton, Carrington, Milligan: 4
I am often nagged by epiphenomena, events sitting at the edge of How Things Should Be, though I don’t usually know what it is they are trying to tell me. Such things are, by definition, peripheral – or at least … Continue reading →
Waukendremes, 2
The opposite of falling asleep while reading must be, exactly, waking up while writing. I’ve had, as most writers have, the experience of waking with a phrase or an entire poem in my head; or of remembering at the point … Continue reading →
Posted in current emanations
|
Tagged Captain Beefheart, Dorveille, Elvis Presley, Jean Cocteau, Richard Gwyn, Syd Barrett, the Aztecs, the Moon-Bison, Waukendreme
|
Leave a comment
PsychoGeoFerry 3
(This third piece is, I suppose, about the quantum level of the imagination – that space between dream and memory in which the dead do not live, but are, for a strange moment, not-dead. The act of return, of re-viewing, … Continue reading →
Posted in dundee makar
|
Tagged Blackness Primary School, Broughty Ferry, Dundee, Grove Academy, nanmu, Psychogeography, Syd Barrett, Yangzhou
|
1 Comment
Daft Globe: Syd Barrett and Dark Whimsy
(I’ve been vaguely attempting to push on with my next post about Leonora Carrington, which focuses on Mexico City, but in fact have been obsessing about Syd Barrett instead. Somehow, not only are these two subjects related, but Barrett seems … Continue reading →
Posted in xenochronicity
|
Tagged A.A. Milne, Billy Mackenzie, Captain Beefheart, Chuang Tzu, David Bowie, David Gilmour, Dickens, Edinburgh, Edward Lear, Eno, G. Gregory Smith, Hogmanay, Humble Pie, Jeff Shirley, Keats, Leonora Carringtom, Lewis Carroll, Malcolm Jones, Mark E. Smith, Mexico City, Pink Floyd, Richard Dadd, Robert Fergusson, Robert Wyatt, Roger Waters, Scrooge, Shakespeare, Spike Milligan, Syd Barrett, The Daft Days
|
Leave a comment
