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A band
A wagon
Sometimes
On
Sometimes
Off
A Bass
A Marshall
A Tambourine
Laced with
Coloured cloth
The stick
On the skin
Dictates the
Skims
On her thigh
Nescafe catering
Tins
Unwrapped
With lids
Off
Wired with
Colour
For the night
A rehearsal
A gig
Sometimes
On
Sometimes
Off
Sometimes
Famous
Sometimes
Not…
Lynn Hamilton
Sun 18th Oct 2015 22:37
Hi Ray
You may say and thanks for reading and commenting. This curio is based on my childhood memory of my brother's band rehearsing in by bedroom (approx me 8, they eighteen), which had the most floor space for the job. There was a full band set up, full drum kit, guitars, amps, mics, lots of bloody wires etc... It's a wonder we weren't killed by the makeshift lighting (made by my other brother who was subsequently asked to provide lighting with his 'live' coffee cans for other bands). To appease me, I was given a tambourine and asked to join in and play to the beat. Also, within the poem is the later torment of the rock and roll lifestyle combined with the 'very nearly signed' to the 'no we are not'. Must have to say that he did tour Europe and played with a band that now has a bit of a cult following and has some great stories to tell. Ray, he did also comment, when I showed him this poem, this afternoon, that in his opinion, a Marshall amp is not best suited to bass and he offered a slight smile at the last two lines!
Lynn
Lynn Hamilton
Sun 18th Oct 2015 22:15
Thanks Colin. I will not tell - cross and hope to die!
<Deleted User> (13762)
Sat 17th Oct 2015 22:07
lol Lynn - I sneak in and change mine all the time, don't tell!
a nice curio of a poem, Lynn if I may say. Well laid out and an interesting variation on a sort of makeshift entertainment. Anything goes but a serious bit of a kit is the Marshall, I know that much!
Lynn Hamilton
Sat 17th Oct 2015 20:39
If anyone watched me sneek in and change this, don't tell!
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raypool
Mon 19th Oct 2015 16:15
Ah those were the days of innocence and hope -usually followed by a dodgy transit journey to hell! Your brother is right about the Marshall - usually it was a 4X10
for guitar heaven. Much too boomy for bass. I am old enough to have a similar experience with skiffle (fifties period) with a broomstick and string for bass. Will that be believed by 'im indoors? Lonnie Donnegan was the chief exponent. You're much too young to remember him. Good luck obviously pursued him!! regards Ray