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Friday, October 24, 2008 

Current mood:  thankful
Category: Writing and Poetry
The sun is illuminating the rain on the faces and the clothes of the body public. Why do the japanese have such beautiful umbrellas? Ours are either little black foldaways or giant tasteless golf numbers sporting hideous sponsors logos. The japanese have suns and stars and rainbows and stripes. Style first, even in the rain. What must people think about the porridge and the bagpipes and the shortbread? I was at a bus stop a minute ago that had electronic bagpipe music, coursely pulsing out of a little speaker on a tartan shopfront. Dear god i am trapped in a postcard on a holiday that wont end! Calm down now. Look at the japanese umbrellas, itll be ok. roses grow on thorny branches, with enough sun and enough rain.
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Wednesday, October 22, 2008 

Current mood:  catalyzed
Category: Writing and Poetry
my new album is almost cooked, in the next couple of days im going to put new songs up here. i like buses, people think they are shit but i love them. in company but entirely alone. just how i like it. i think its as close to people as i can get without going mad. i think im going use this blog as a kind of confession, me playing the dead one at a seance, speaking to no one and everyone. cowboy up cupcake! is coming. sure as the dawn. signing off, the man on the moon. x
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Thursday, March 15, 2007 

Current mood:  tired
I am sometimes embarrassed by my lack of consistency and my inability to maintain things, but here I go again... I start writing, almost regularly and then life comes along in it's fancy overcoat, to lead me astray, only to abandon me later, in the countryside, face down in a ditch with my clothes on back to front... I just can't seem to resist distraction, even though I know it does me no good. The curse of the short attention span... I am going to maintain this blog though, regardless of what shiny temptations life throws at me (he pledged). If nothing else, it will be a small record of my short stay here on earth to be read by me in my geriatricy, and perhaps map a course not to be followed by anyone wishing fulfillment or satisfaction. I raise my glass to the start of another weary blog, and the end of private disaster...
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Tuesday, September 05, 2006 
 

Hey there

 

Here's the words to "lamb", I was going to put them on my website as well as the other's but my head is full of static from staring at a screen for too long so this was easier...

 

cheers for now chaps

t

 

 

 

One side love

 

Seen you in the blossom there

The petals in your hair

The summer in the air

 

In the dappled broken day

Could have whiled a life away

Still with everything to say

 

Oh my love

Oh my love

 

Id give you all the land and sea

If youd give yourself to me

Give yourself freely

 

Ill never make you love me

One side love can never be

Our love dies with me

 

Goodbye my love

Goodbye my love

 

 

 

Space between

 

I only want

To be free

Untied from the chair

And pushed out the door to walk in the sun

 

I only want

To be free

From the clock and the chain

And disqualified from the race to nowhere

 

Its in the space between us

Its in the shadows in your eyes

It was in all our chances

It passed us by

 

I only want

To be free

From the horror and pain

Electricity cut and the newspapers burned

 

I only want

To be free

To fall from the coil

To close out the light and rest quiet in the soil

 

 

 

The day you come back

 

The day you come back

Clouds will break open and sunrays will fall

And Ill be as high as the back of the sky

 

But while youre away

I am dead to the day

 

When I see you come

Ill open the windows and sing to the sun

And all of my dead yesterdays will be done

 

And all of the pieces

Will come back to one

 

Somebody said

The day you come back wed be frozen in hell

And I was just throwing coins into a well

 

And looking away

From the light of day

 

Days melt away

Like snowmen in the rain

 

Ill still be here when

The fire has blown cold in the absence of friends

And all the kings horses and all the kings men

 

Will never get me

Together again

 

 

 

Jezebel

 

Counting the clouds passing over the sun
Laid in the shade we always had fun
Soon came the day when youd make your own way
Wonder if somewhere you dream of the old days

Sun sister sun how it shined on the water
Soaked to the skin in the longest of summers
My little jezebel was ripe for the strangle
Sun in her eyes her hair in a tangle

Counting the leaves as they blew past the window
Wondering if somewhere you felt the way I do
My little jezebel I light you a candle
Sun in your eyes your hair in a tangle

 

Olympia

Dont for a minute think I forgot you.
I carry your name like an Olympic flame every day.
On quiet days can you hear me speak to you?
Can I be forgiven for my unforgivable sins?

The sky starts to shine when you enter my mind.
If you have the time wont you leave all my regrets behind me?
If you find me.

Dont for a minute think that I like this.
My chances are done and my ghosts have all stolen the sun.
In a second hand minute of some stolen day can I see you?
If I could I would go back and change it from where we begun.

The sky starts to shine when you enter my mind.
If you have the time wont you leave all my regrets behind me?
If you find me.

And if you do and if all this is true,
Will it be me crawling round on the floor before you?
Thats what Id do.

 


My impossible love

She moved like light on the ground
Soft as air escaping sound
I like a dead tree fell
Thumped the ground and broke the spell

She like a bird was gone
Over the trees and into the dawn
I like a stone lay still
With a space only she could fill

How I need my impossible love
I will die with my impossible love
 
The sky and the seasons have changed
But I still feel the same
Shes nowhere to be found
Lighting up some other ground

How I need my impossible love
I will die with my impossible love
How I need my impossible love
I will die with my impossible love

 

Thankk you

 

Thank you for your interest in the winter

Thank you for the things you said

Thank you for the smile you lent me

Sorry you went away

 

Dreamed you came to find me

Id already gone

Sorry for my behaviour

Never wanted to let you down

 

Love is all I wanted

To give you

 

Thank you for receiving

Thank you for what you gave

Thank you for the words you sent me

Sorry youre far away

 

Love is all

I wanted

To give you

 

Love is all

We really

Ever

Have

 

 

Dreaming is all I do

If I had been looking, I would have seen you falling
If I had been better, better than I am.
If I had been here more, I wouldve saw your light go
Wouldve seen the shadows, covering your eyes.

I just saw the old days
Reflected on your face
Only saw the surface
Now I dont see you at all.

If I had you again, things would be different
I would be to you, what you were to me.
But my chances are gone, everyone moves on
I just stay the same, with what we used to be.

I just saw the old days
Reflected on your face
Only saw the surface
Now I dont see you at all.

I would give tomorrow
For a second with you
Dreaming is all I do
Now I dont see you at all.

 

Dead flowers

You sent me dead flowers

For a month and a day

For a month and a day till I finally said

I was going your way

 

You killed all the rainbows

By telling me why

By telling me why the light arcs the sky

You covered my eyes

 

I am getting on the road

And making up my time

And leaving you behind

 

You, you'll see the setting sun

But my day has just begun

 

You filled up my head

With all your ideas

With all your ideas about how I could never

Survive on my own

 

Well Im seeing through you

Im seeing the way

Im seeing the way to a beautiful day

And Im not seeing you

 

I am getting on the road

And making up my time

And leaving you behind

 

You, you'll see the setting sun

But my day has just begun

 

 

 

Easy

 

Beautiful ugly

Everything to me

Captive free

Always be

 

Beautiful inside

Nothing to hide

On my mind

All the time

 

So easy to be with you

With you's where Ill be

With you anywhere's all right with me

 

Beautifully free

Everything happy

Always be

Close to me

 

So easy to be with you

With you's where Ill be

With you anywhere's all right with me

 

 

all words copyright 2006 tony macgregor / The Lead Balloon Recording Company


 

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Sunday, August 20, 2006 

Current mood:  numb

world weary is a good expression. It's how I feel most of the time. I genuinely think I'll just stop sometimes, my heart will just say "no more" and shut down. Everybody else seems so able to cope with everything it just compounds my unfailing inability to cope with anything. I wander awkwardly in and out of situations other people breeze through and deliberate endlessly over decisions other people make in the blink of an eye. When I speak to people I feel like i'm talking a different language, they lose interest in what I'm saying because they can't see the point in it and I lose interest in saying it because they don't understand. Sometimes I think it would be easier if my life was a musical and I just sang how I felt to people, orchestration would magically appear from the bushes, I would burst into song and... there you have it, everybody knows how everybody feels, sorted. I fear if I tried this the bushes would let me down and I would grind to an uncomfortable halt, mid line... I have no choice but to continue as I always have. When I need to get something out, I hide away and record it in a song, when I see something beautiful, I take a picture of it. Somewhere, some time, somebody will see or hear them and know what I meant. That's good enough (even if I do feel like this bike)

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Tuesday, August 01, 2006 

Current mood:  contemplative

Hey,

at last, here is that free album I was harping on about. Sorry for delay. Hope you like it.

Tony

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Sunday, July 23, 2006 

Current mood:  lethargic

...a hot, uncomfortable night, someones television lightly entertains them in a sticky room next door or somewhere, BBC world service drifting through from the kitchen, the constant hum of the blades of the fan on a spindle, cutting the thick, heavy air, a list of things I need to do and a headful of things I want to do, unable to do any of them for the suffocating heat and the lethargy that accompanies it...

if I can fend off the heat long enough to actually do some work, there'll be a free album to download from my website called "lamb" which was recorded live. It's just ten songs stripped down to an electric guitar and a voice, pretty much what you would hear if you were somewhere I was playing, but given that I can't do that just now, this is a kind of replacement. If you can't download it's okay, I'll send you a proper copy though the post, just send a mailing address. For now though back to the clock lazily dragging it's heavy hands through the simmering air...

Goodnight world

cold dreams

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