Goodbye Cruel World

Hear it realised as a sound poem here.

Film to follow:

An autumn leaf detaches itself from a tree and Falls. On it is some writing - a suicide note. The performer catches it in his hand.

The performer holds an antique magazine issue of Dante's inferno (vol 1 of 36, publ. 1903) with a burnt-brown cover. He is wearing shades and removes them during the Dis-tinted spectacles verse, only to restore them before the end. He indicates his heart on "This Not (knot) only love dares to tease undone." A modern take on Dante at the mouth of hell.

Now was the day departing, and the air
Embrown’d with shadows…  (Inferno)      

As fall off the light autumnal leaves 
One still another following, till the bough
Strews all its honours on the earth beneath
E'en in like manner Adam's evil brood
Cast themselves, one by one, down from the shore
Each at a beck as falcon at his call. (Inferno)

The night train West voids a soiled brown note and leaves the downfall station; 
Goodbye Cruel World - I trust you receive THIS communication.

The Zoo-break heart-freeze sin-beasts of Dante shadow the Circle Line,
Paddle up shit creeks out in the Styx to Dis-on-Vacation.

Spine-chilling out dark half glasses of Daily Hell, Bank Holiday
Messiahs Dis-May my heart; Dis Troy, dim Dante’s Vision. 

God save me from my Dis-tinted spectacles’ bewitching
Bewildering shadows of Dis-appointment Dis-guised as Eden. 

God save me from Dis-consolation Discourse, Fifty Shades
Of Grave; the pinched shrill of Avant-God; this don't know 'Who' we are from Adam.

The name is Bond. Adam in a Bond. The Actor Who Can't Go On.
Wash off this Who-do, not dis, not dis, this suicide mission.

Hell isn’t other people…….It’s ourselves, our self-fulfilling 
Cock-up conspiracy clouds; our I-land’s alien nation.

Marx says to do is to be; Sartre to be is to do, Sinatra
Do be do be do this ‘Not’ only Love dares to tease undone.

Who to do or not to do? to be or not to be? Who’s that 
At the tunnel’s end? Death. I embrace your oblivion.  

Gaz and Morra Raise Hell, Gin Fest 2015

 

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Two scenes from T.S. Eliot's Waste Land; a homage to Dante ('The Night Train' and 'At The Gate') and a hymn to the Beat (the opening of 'Beat Music') at a folk festival in a pub garden. You can't say we don't go for it! Making a stand at the Gate with  the poet of the shamrock and the rose ( bruva by anuva muva Anto). As Bruvva Luther once said, we can do no uva. 

 

 

 

 

big pics above by Perce Paradise

below by Festival dude kind of in order 

 

The SAGA louts

Beautiful Days and Paradise

 

 

 

Joe and Mary 

 

The Fried Pirates

 

'Gaz and Morra Raise Hell' came to Gin Fest on 8 August 2015. It started as a hastily reconceptualised version of Dr Who Am I and the Zen Trails of Hafiz on 19 July (see below) as 'Heaven and Hell' - two of the three Hafiz astronauts vacated the tardis after 3 months of gruelling training at the last moment (all part of the divine plan) but the trip must go on and it did in the most delightful way - and two weeks later we're back with a high speed version that we think you'll like. We get you from hell eg this  and this to heaven a hell of a lot quicker.

Who's Left?

Who Am I to do this alone?

Show pix by Tony Rafferty.



Right, Morra, so how are we going to do this...?

The Last Bus to Tombland

Zeus

Up The Kuber Pass,

Shiva's cobra round my neck

The grail maiden Julie provides S and OM sounds

All in the Mind, man. Morra re-finds his inner hippy



All in the Heart. I sing mine out.

Oh heart  of hearts...

Gypsy Smile

Grooving with my down to earth angels.

Do you like Morra's heavenly bowler?

And home..