When gloomy thoughts are shrouded in cloaks of glittery pep.
I thought I might try reciting some poetry... was I wrong.
Contemplating the the inherent cheese in a love song and why it was always difficult for me to embrace the cheese.
A poignant sci-fi allegory of the Brixton race riots from England's recent history. This is based on real events. Just search "Brixton race riot" on Google to find out some of the scariness and tragedy that went on. Watching it reminded me of the Marillion lyrics, from their song "Fugazi", around that same period:
A son of a swastika of '45 parading a peroxide standard.
Graffiti conjure disciples testaments of hatred.
Aerosol wands whisper where the searchlights trim the barbed wire hedges.
This is Brixton chess.
- Fugazi, Derek Dick (Marillion)