This was one of the singles on John Peel's Dandelion Label.
Bouree (By Ann Wainwright 1982)
silent then
pure
heaven
note after note
harmony
between my ears
as i feel
your soul in
your music -
(it makes me smile
inside)
you shine through
as your spirit
rises to the purity
of fields & clouds.
to me, it
is magickal -
totally haunting,
i become
spellbound
by your charms,
bewitched
as you grasp
and gasp
for air -
leap to freedom
with each
note
Oh you make me smile!
I TALK TO THE WIND - KING CRIMSON (nice flute / lyrics)
Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
Ive been here and Ive been there
And Ive been in between.
I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.
Im on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion, disillusion
All around me.
You dont possess me
Dont impress me
Just upset my mind
Cant instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time
I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.
Top ranting poet Attila the Stockbroker sent this new poem to circulate on the Credit Crunch etc.
He says...
"Well, capitalism has officially collapsed, due to sheer naked greed – told you so! The ‘Left’ says nothing. As usual.
And Gordon Brown promises to ‘clean up the City’ by appointing a former hedge fund manager as an advisor. Great.
Give the job to me, Gordon. I worked in the Stock Exchange once. I have insider knowledge!"
ATTILA THE STOCKBROKER CLEANS UP THE CITY
I was a clerk there: I’ve seen the greed
How wealth and power eat hope and need
Now they’re eating each other but they’re still screaming
‘No interference’ – I start dreaming…
‘Self regulation?’ OK, I say
‘I’m a stockbroker – let’s do it my way’
And that’s the beginning of this little ditty:
Attila the Stockbroker cleans up the City!
Each gets a red nose so everybody knows
Just who they are and where all our money goes
No more speculate, no more accumulate -
This is a lifestyle we’re going to eradicate
Dealers on the floor meet squads of the poor saying
‘Here’s the twist, Oliver – we want more
Work for us or we take the whole kitty’
Attila the Stockbroker cleans up the City!
‘Hello Mr. Hedge Fund, have a cup of tea.
Financial Services Authority? Me.
You’re a parasite on the population
Convicted of criminal speculation
Time to atone for a life so greedy -
Twenty years working for the poor and needy.
Want to appeal? Try the Central Committee…’
Attila the Stockbroker cleans up the City!
Morning Mr Banker, you’re in for a shock.
We’re taking much more than just Northern Rock!
All the banks nationalised – Stock Exchange too.
Utilities, railways, grabbed from the few.
Mr Billionaire? You just lost your money.
(Hey there, Chelsea fan, isn’t that funny!)
The future’s brown. The future’s shitty.
So Attila the Stockbroker cleans up the City!
Capitalism is a John Cleese parrot.
Let’s give it stick and not a single carrot!
Bollocks to the dealer, the broker, the lender -
Social justice back on the agenda
Radical stylin’ going on here
Smoked Mammon sarnies and really good beer
For the poor no fear, for the rich no pity
When Attila the Stockbroker cleans up the City!
(Please disseminate this if you feel like it..City blogs/financial blogs/boring mainstream politicians’ blogs a prime target!)
The Real characters behind -
FOR THE BENEFIT OF Mr KITE
Lennon & McCartney - The Beatles
For the benefit of Mr. Kite
there will be a show tonight on trampoline
The Hendersons will all be there
late of Pablo Fanques'fair, what a scene
Over men and horses hoops and garters
and lastly through a hogshead of real fire
In this way Mr. K will challenge the world
The celebrated Mr. K
performs his feats on Saturday at Bishopsgate
The Hendersons will dance and sing
as Mr. Kite flies through the ring, don't be late
Messers K. and H. assure the public
their production will be second to none
And of course Henry the Horse dances the waltz
The band begins at ten to six
when Mr. K performs his tricks without a sound
And Mr. H will demonstrate
ten somersets he'll undertake on solid ground
Having been some days in preparation
a splendid time is guaranteed for all
And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the bill
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On January 31, 1967 the Beatles went to Knole Park near Sevenoaks in Kent to make the promotional film for
Strawberry Fields Forever. "There was an antique shop close to the hotel we were using in Sevenoaks," remembers former Apple employee Tony Bramwell. "John and I wandered in and John spotted this framed Victorian circus poster and bought it."
"The song was inspired by the finely-wrought language and the evocative names of the performers on the poster. John began to compose a song based on the poster"
The protagonists in the song were real characters but Lennon employed poetic licence in detailing the facts.
For example the poster mentions "The Celebrated Horse Zanthus" (not Henry, the horse's name in the song). On the poster it was Mr Henderson who offered to challange the world not Mr Kite. The Henderson's were not late of Pablo Fanque's Fair - it was Kite who was late of Well's Circus. In order to rhyme with 'Don't be late' he changed the location from Rochdale to Bishop's Gate.
A 150 years before the song was created, the protagonists were stars in the circus world.
The Henderson's were wire-walker, equestrian, tramplinist and clown John Henderson and his wife Agnes, the daughter of circus owner Henry Hengler. The Henderson's traveled all over Europe and Russia during the 1840's and 1850's. The 'somersets' which Mr. Henderson performed on 'solid ground' were somersaults, 'garters' were banners held between two people and a 'trampoline' in those days was a wooden springboard rather than stretched canvas.
Mr Kite was William Kite - son of Circus Proprietor James Kite and an all round performer.. in 1810 he formed Kite's Pavilion Circus and 30 years later he was with Well's Circus. He is believed to have worked for Pablo Fanque's Circus from 1843 to 1845.
Pablo Fanque -
Pablo Fanque, Britain's only Black circus proprietor, was born William Darby in Norwich in 1796, and was in his time one of the most successful circus performers and proprietors. Orphaned at an early age, he was apprenticed to William Batty, the owner of a travelling circus. Under Batty's tutelage, he became proficient at horse riding, rope dancing and acrobatics, and soon joined the troupe of Andrew Ducrow, who ran one of the most famous circus troupes of the time.
Pablo's first known appearance in the ring was in Norwich on 26th December 1821 as "Young Darby" with William Batty's company. Springing, as it were, from the gutter, he rose to greatness entirely by his own efforts
Details of his early life however, are scant. Church records suggest that his parents were John Darby and Mary Stamp of St Stephens Parish and that he was one of five children. On his first marriage certificate he declared his late father's occupation as "butler". It is possible that his father was African born and had been brought to the port of Norwich and trained as a house servant.
In 1841, the 45-yr-old Fanque left William Batty to found his own circus. He toured extensively throughout Yorkshire and Lancashire. His visit to Rochdale in 1843 produced the poster which later inspired John Lennon's lyric for the song For the Benefit of Mr Kite.
As a circus proprietor he won the respect of all who knew him, and was great friends with Charles Dickens and (Samuel) Plimsoll. He also rode in Hyde Park with the great Duke of Wellington, and was an all round famous man". Ted Pablo 'Old Timers at Brinsworth' (World's Fair, 28/4/1934, p.40, col.3). Pablo Fanque, died in 1871.
In 1847 Fanque made his London debut, which was a highly successful engagement. The London Illustrated News reported that "Mr. Pablo Fanque is an artiste of colour, and his steed…we have not only never seen surpassed, but never equalled…Mr. Pablo Fanque was the hit of the evening. The steed in question was Beda, the black mare that Fanque had bought from Batty. That the horse attracted so much attention was testament to Fanque's extraordinary horse training skills.
In 1848, "Fanque's Amphitheatre" opened in the Victoria Gardens, Norwich for the winter season. Arthur Barns
achieved 50 consecutive somersaults there, and the clown Tom Matthews was presented with a silver snuff-box by his admirers.
By the 1860's, Pablo's circus was in decline. He died in Stockport in May 1871, aged 75. He had been there with his second wife, Elizabeth, and two sons, George and Ted, since the previous month. Pablo's funeral took place in Leeds and was a spectacular occasion. The hearse was preceded by a band playing the "Dead March" and followed by Pablo's favourite horse, Wallett, and four mourning coaches. The deceased and his horse were brought from Stockport by train and were met by throngs of well-dressed spectators.
Illustration depicting Pablo Fanque, 1847 (click image for larger version)
In 1840 he appeared at Astley's riding his favourite dressage horse, Beda. Fanque trained several performers from childhood, including the famous clown 'Whimsical Walker' who wrote that he 'acted to me like a father'. Fanque was strict about the moral conduct of his apprentices and insisted that all members of his company attended church.
.."the proprietor being a man of colour - to all appearances a negro - short in stature, of black and shining countenance, with luxuriently curly black hair. A favourite turn in the programme was his performance with a clever pony, which went through surprising evolutions at his bidding, amongst which Pablo Fanque would drop his handkerchief unseen by the pony, which would recover it and bring it to his master in his mouth" (Scrapbook of cuttings, Manchester Central Library)."
In an age when slavery had not yet been abolished, Fanque appears to have been accepted not only by the circus fraternity, but also by the general public. Given the attitudes of the time, however, it is difficult to believe that he didn't encounter racism, but no evidence has been documented. Thirty years after Fanque's death, the Rev. Thomas Horne, chaplain of the Showman's Guild, wrote:
"In the great brotherhood of the equestrian world there is no colour line, for, although Pablo Fanque was of African extraction, he speedily made his way to the top of his profession. The camaraderie of the Ring has but one test, ability".
From the BBC News Website -
Dead German poet gets TV demands
Friedrich Schiller is one of Germany's favourite poets
The celebrated German poet Friedrich Schiller, dead for more than 200 years, has been sent reminders that he should
pay his TV and radio licence fee.
The German fee collection agency, GEZ, mistakenly sent letters to "Mr Friedrich Schiller" - which arrived at a primary school bearing his name.
The author of Ode to Joy had been registered with GEZ as a householder.
With the annual fee of about 200 euros (£157) unpaid since 1805 Schiller would owe more than 40,000 euros.
The reminders came to the Friedrich Schiller Primary School in the eastern town of Weigsdorf-Koeblitz.
GEZ issued an apology, admitting its mistake.
"We have to deal with such a huge amount of data, that something like this can happen, and the name Friedrich Schiller is not so unusual that it stood out as strange," a GEZ spokeswoman said.
The reminders came despite the fact that the headteacher had written to GEZ stating that "the addressee is no longer in a position to listen to the radio or watch television".
Schiller is one of Germany's best-known poets and playwrights. His dramas The Robbers and William Tell are among the German classics.
His Ode to Joy was set to music by Beethoven in his Ninth Symphony
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MEANWHILE - BACK IN THE TV LICENCE OFFICE, OFFICIALS DICOVER WHO HE WAS!!!
Complete Poems of Friedrich Von Schiller
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