Dick Lucas

Biography

Being singer/songwriter for Citizen Fish and Subhumans [www.citizenfish.com], and touring with both bands means there's little time and few opportunities to get behind a mike and deliver what I call my 'pooetry' [no offence! but I like to lower expectations, and avoid the misguided public view that Poetry is somehow elitist and/or unrealistic]- words whose structure or subject matter disqualify them as potential song material, eg are too long or too un-serious. Hence my list of poetic achievements is short[consisting largely of occasional stand-and-deliver appearances at Plymouth's monthly 'Odd Ball' at the Barbican], and hell I'm still reading off bits of paper [outrageous!], but it is sooo much fun, and words are what connects/seperates us all, so here's my bit, and any offers of anything are most welcome! bluurgrecords@googlemail.com

Samples

ART creating a whole or a bottomless pit of self-expression or a newly-found bit that was there all the time in the observer's mind lying on top of strokes-'quite striking' -stricken, the critics quicken to liking it and carefully daring to never admit such a thing nevertheless take it under a wing of their own just in case it gets known later on 'I was right all along' not just art but a dart to be stuck in a magazine picture the scene and declare it essential making waves from obscurity employment potential, shop chains novelty offshoots and gimmicks and posters of pictures to hang up in clinics not just art but an easy consumable wrapping material reality canvassed and questioned and sold off as an option not too desirable, but made a nice balance with the tone of the place, and an odd splash of paint makes it seem fairly tolerable don't you think? with a wink I said 'yes the place is a mess, but it's Art' took the whole thing apart ripped up a magazine under duress and over the top of the simple suggestion that 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder' we're all getting older and graffiti on folders had lost its power of simplistic disorder and the symmetrical flower patterns failed to possess once the drugs had worn off culture, like drops in an ocean of concrete building blocks neatly unassembled as theatrical props 'the world is a stage' but the union stopped us acting with lines taken not from obsession, but from our own minds not just art but a movement away from or into the farce that creates it couldn't take it so far as to change it or it became dangerous don't state the obvious you'll suffer the consequence of presenting the evidence... resenting the nature of truth is preventing expression so don't look for proof if you don't want to find it could lead to depression and the bottomless pit of self-exploration that lifted the minds and sustained the sensation that it wasn't just Art you could find it was Self and not part of the everything else thatb labels and copies and condemns to a shelf where it's given the part of being just Art ------------------------- Young Lady there was a young lady from Lanveerpoolgwingillgogairooqweerndroboolandusiliogogogoch I'd tell you her name but I asked her where she was from and by the time she'd finished saying it she wasn't so young anymore and the whole instancy of a potentially romantic moment was lost along with the chance of a decent limerick

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