It’s Not Me

 Next on the pop shelf a pair of Lily Allen cd’s ‘Alright, Still…’ & ‘It’s Not Me, It’s You.’ Radio friendly, slightly rap, not quite easily listening music. One of the many, nearly flash-in-the-pan, British performers that surface frequently. Helen Shapiro  or Jem anyone?

cat cat on the fence

The music is dance-friendly, full of well chosen samples, crisply produced and performed with energy. Lily has a strong voice, a great sense of humour & is a sharp lyricist who pulls no punches. Vulgar when needed, as opposed to when it would most shocking.

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Her work has a knowing innocence, as opposed to a knowing bitterness, about it that keeps it fresh and appealing. The humour doesn’t get taxing – I like The Streets but after a few listens one tires of the joke. A delightful accent helps keep the music appealing, to me, as well.

city01 street scene seen

She, in some ways, is a British version of Katy Perry, only with a real voice & a more developed personal point of view. Like many British hit-makers she disappeared for a few years, by choice, but she’ll be release a new cd in a couple of months. I picked these up, at different times, at HMV. Those were the days. Can’t remember the last I was in there.


April 21, Monday – featuring – Lizzie Violet’s Poetry Open Mic at The Amsterdam Bicycle Club – 7:30 – doors and open mic sign up, 8:00 – start – 54 The Esplanade, Toronto

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April 27, Sunday – attending – Julie Czerndea Workshop

June 6-8 – attending – Bloody Words


June 23-27 – attending – Manuscript to Book – Loyalist Summer Arts – Belleville, Ont

view view from my Loyalist room

August 28-31 – attending – FanExpo Canada



was it a trick of the eye

or wistful thinking

I was never sure

as it turned out

I was never to be sure

what I saw was not what I saw

if you follow me

the trick was a tick of life

something set in motion

long before my eyes opened

something set to cool

in front of an open window

the smell of roses   pears

that brought a memory

yes, that’s it

it was trick of the mind

of my memory

once again telling me

that what I knew

wasn’t what I knew

wasn’t that the intention

to keep me trusting on faith

and not on the sure footedness of knowledge

there was a flicker shadow moment

when I knew for sure

the shadow was a wink of the eye

what I knew for sure

was that I would never know for sure

doubt was the permanent state

uncertainty was more reliable than knowledge

uncertainty allowed for change

knowledge allowed only for smugness

for safety

for comfort

comfort was the bait

the lure

the ruse used to get me to settle down

to accept

when I was comfortable

I didn’t care

I stopped

the worse thing one could do

it was that sleepy feeling

in the middle of a blizzard

where fatigue and cold lured one to sleep

to the comfortable sleep of death

I want to stay awake to the tick of life

to share that trick

a card trick with only two cards

what are the odds  the evens

the lure of comfort

the tidy solution was another of the tricks

once things were tidy

it was up to me to keep them that way

responsibility was another trick

it rarely resulted in anything but routine



I wasn’t comfortable with responsibility

because it would lead me to being comfortable

how to flick of the skin of comfort

knowing the skin is a trick too

one is never free

of all that thinking




nearing the end of the road

the end of the new ways

of getting more in less time

flash and flow of flowers

the relaxation of the mind

quieting of the the memory

allows the words to just blurt

flow  pile up  jumble

log-jam or lace perfection

but without the loss of control

neither could result

and what that result was

depended on

the trick of the eye

the power of uncertainly

the flutter of a shadow

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