Robin has decided to start his Christmas shopping.
I wish him the very best of luck as he fights his way through the bear garden that any town and city will be today.
No, I really do wish him luck, as the only person he has to buy for, is me...
So, whilst he is out, I decided to make a list of 10 of the most unusual ways that people have come across this site, through google searches.
As I have written them is exactly as they appeared in the search, it amazes me that some of them found their way here!
In no particular order:
1) Mozart's dog
2) Pump it or dump it
3) Fava soup
4) Musicians have larger brains
5) Cat called Lovejoy
6) Jeckyll & Hill
7) Thatcher idiosyncrasies
8) If you can keep your head
9) Albert Einstein daydream theory of relativity
10)Home improvement blogspot
Strange but true, all these searches arrived at 'Life of a Musician' one way or another!
Showing posts with label Sketching a Thatcher. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sketching a Thatcher. Show all posts
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Monday, October 08, 2007
Sketching a Thatcher - Ted Hughes
It is important to nourish the mind not just musically, but, through all the arts.
Robin has almost as many books about artists as he does musicians.
He also is a great believer in reading, and, has a particular fondness for poetry.
His current companion is a book of selected poems by Ted Hughes.
Hughes was born in Mytholmroyd, West Riding, Yorkshire, and spent some years living in Mexborough, South Yorkshire.
Maybe this contributes to Robin's enjoyment of Hughes's poetry, as they are areas with which Robin is very familiar.
Today's favourite, which we both read, was, 'Sketching a Thatcher'.
The poem gives such an incredibly vivid and descriptive portrait of the thatcher, that it is impossible not to have a clear image in your mind within just a few lines.
Just to give you a taster, which hopefully you will follow up and read further, here are the first few lines:
'Bird-bones is on the roof. Seventy-eight
And still a ladder squirrel,
Three or four nitches at a time, up forty rungs,
Then crabbing out across the traverse,
Cock-crows of insulting banter, liberated
Into his old age, like a royal fool
But still tortured with energy. Thatching
Must be the sinless job.'
It's no coincidence that artists, traditionally seek out each others company. Be they poets, authors or musicians, their relationship is highly symbiotic inspiring each other to new artistic heights.
Robin has almost as many books about artists as he does musicians.
He also is a great believer in reading, and, has a particular fondness for poetry.
His current companion is a book of selected poems by Ted Hughes.
Hughes was born in Mytholmroyd, West Riding, Yorkshire, and spent some years living in Mexborough, South Yorkshire.
Maybe this contributes to Robin's enjoyment of Hughes's poetry, as they are areas with which Robin is very familiar.
Today's favourite, which we both read, was, 'Sketching a Thatcher'.
The poem gives such an incredibly vivid and descriptive portrait of the thatcher, that it is impossible not to have a clear image in your mind within just a few lines.
Just to give you a taster, which hopefully you will follow up and read further, here are the first few lines:
'Bird-bones is on the roof. Seventy-eight
And still a ladder squirrel,
Three or four nitches at a time, up forty rungs,
Then crabbing out across the traverse,
Cock-crows of insulting banter, liberated
Into his old age, like a royal fool
But still tortured with energy. Thatching
Must be the sinless job.'
It's no coincidence that artists, traditionally seek out each others company. Be they poets, authors or musicians, their relationship is highly symbiotic inspiring each other to new artistic heights.
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