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Single - Blame

by Del Boy Druid

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I think I got lucky but not like I was struck by lightning or anything. While I was driving down the spotted ice leopard highway to Calgary I was visited by the ghosts of Kenneth Patchen and Lew Welch. They said in their hurdy gurdy unison, "son we'll slap these onto you like a bumper sticker onto your spectra-red 1981 Chevy G20." "We'll rub poetry into thye gums like the snowly dendrites melting under your Highway 22 wheels." And so a project was born.
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Blame 02:42
Blame -Inspired by Thom York’s “Black Star” Dead-beat dots ring but longer connect; ghost notes on a tremoring clef, singing Bill Evans’ “Blues in F Major” inside a windowless room, a pillow dampened kick drum of doom. To cushion life’s sightseers, who shift sockeye shame into b-bruising beer glasses, fat lipped, short-lit, thrilling neon signs whispering blame inside the Pub of the Black Star What to see with eyes sewn shut by street light? each rapid star blacks out making it impossible to finger trace the sky. Orion, go home you sad fuck! Ursa Major, tuck your piñata tail and fly away! away! Away! Across the draining Milky Way, to the last celestial watering hole where sat-down dreaming choirs chirp blame, through chipped teeth and pitiful blasts. What to know when a Zeitgeist is no longer worth knowing? see ya Holocene! your faded Gothic spear is piercing Anthropocene’s snare, releasing entropy inside of all words baking humanity’s loaf of penicillium space junk bloating on the breeze, poisoning the cosmonaut’s stomach, blowing chunks into satellites and petri dishes But what will happen when the wreck heads inherit the earth? Like I would know? I write this poem now for the unsteady living. 3 am, New Year’s Eve, nose stinging from the fumes, curdling mystic genitals vapor off tarot cards vibrating in my damp sepulcher, 7 of Swords for balance, 10 of Wands for burden, and Fortune’s cracked, click-clack highway rumble strips of chanting, roaring drone, the sound that beams me home

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Single off upcoming project Blame (and other poems)

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released September 14, 2022

Music and lyrics: Del Boy Druid
Lyrics in Blame inspired by Thom York's song 'Black Star'
Lyrics created under the guidance of Sandy Pool at University of Winnipeg
Artwork by Sky Johnson

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Del Boy Druid Vancouver, British Columbia

Treeplanter, trouble maker, vagabond, musician and writer straight from the deepest darkest coldest centre of Canada.
djlradio@proton.me

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