Two New Gigs

There are two new concerts on the list to your right:

The Trio will play an acoustic gig in the splendid and unusual setting of the Grand Entrance Hall in the Brunel Museum in Rotherhithe.

After having been to see Alice Bird in her Shakespeare pastiche If This Be Love, I was introduced to the museum's manager and its concert promoter and this interesting concert was the outcome.

See the Shaft:
http://alturl.com/qsh7p
http://www.brunel-museum.org.uk/visiting-us/grand-entrance-hall/

Thursday, Sept 20th (Trio)
BRUNEL MUSEUM SHAFT, Rotherhithe, 7.30 pm
http://www.brunel-museum.org.uk/events/autumn-live-music/

For tickets: http://www.wegottickets.com/brunelmuseum

And in October I'm back up in the north-east for a fundraiser in Byker. Siew-Yue Killingley was a tutor of mine when I was a student. She was particularly supportive to me when I needed it most. When I discovered there was a charitable trust in her memory raising money to help students, I volunteered.

Saturday, Oct 13th (Duo/Leigh)
FUNDRAISER, St Silas' Church, Byker, 7.30 pm
http://www.syktrust.org.uk

Hope to see you!

And I Have

I mentioned that a lovely couple in Backnang requested a song that they'd come to know from a CD of mine (The Beautiful and Cruel) they had bought on our previous visit. I have to admit to being proud of some of the lines.

Here are the lyrics:


And I have...

And I have been made abject by the beautiful and cruel

And I have been struck down by love and I've been made a fool

And I have felt the knife plunged in then twisted when removed

And I have been made vulnerable by ego and by need

But smiled with wry amusement as I watched her watch me bleed

As the blood seeped through my fingers confounding my belief

And I have...

And I have seen the same eyes fill with tears at my name

Then render me transparent as I tried to stake my claim

And I have been dismissed with scorn and I have done the same

And I have been made welcome in the sanctum of a queen

Who told me of her ecstasy when I was in her dream

And I have been kissed tenderly, misconstruing what It means

And I have...

And I have heard the siren call that I could not resist

Without a mast or ropes to hand and longing for that kiss

But found no lips awaiting, but only cupid's fist

And have stared into the face of one I could not read

Adaptive and chameleon in speaking and in deed

And I have turned and walked away with insufficient speed

And I know that I've been lied to and I've known it for itself

Embracing that dissembling although I never fell

And I have pondered honesty and trickery as well

And I've feared for my safety in the places I have been

And though I should have turned and run, my wanderlust was keen

And I have gone there willingly and I'm glad for what I've seen

And I have...

And I've sought for greater wisdom but I have had my fill

And I have found a harvest of grist unto my quill

And I've mused on the battle between the intellect and will

And I have been made abject by the beautiful and cruel

And I have been struck down by love and I've been made a fool

And I have felt the knife plunged in then twisted when removed

And I have...