WRITING
Essays, prayers, poems, journals, reviews and reports from across the Rock Dove archive
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TV? DEAD TO ME
Permeating frustration grows,And my anger and restless light glows,Faintly at first like an LED in trash,That illuminates the contents there inside,And inside me is much but content. I am mine an me is who I am being, now, then,Forever the shifting reluctant beastly gent.The times roll on, and as I feel I turn corners,That’s a…
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LIFE, THE COMMON LOAN
12/02/2023 Sometimes I look at them all,And I think “do I really wanna be one?”One of us, accordingly,So whom I so fear,And dither around as I, and they,Eye one-another with a mutual gaze,That reads and writes about “what’s”,And “How’s”, in their housing,With watts, powered by questions,Carried by powerful lines,Charged with the shock potentiality,Ordered with wires,Orchestrated…
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Quitting Smoking, Hypnosis, and Wax Melts
I just want to capture my relatively fresh enthusiasm for a home fragrance option revolving around warming little chunks of perfumed wax. First-of-all, I would like to give some context: I have been a smoker of rolly cigarettes for many years, and the best incentive I have ever found to reduce the level of tobacco…
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Statement on my “Abstract” Artwork – October 22, 2022
I just need to capture these words before they slip from my mind. For me, more than half of what makes a painting complete is in building a good relationship with the art materials, and how they work. Although the goal is obvious: to portray an image (usually a photograph for me at the minute),…
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Krautrock at 4 A.M.
Not all superheroes wear stupid outfits and go round saving lives… …but many do and they are called musicians. You know what? There’s about one person in the world who really cares about my tastes in music, and that’s me. What was David Bowie’s favorite wine? Who cares? Nobody. But I can tell you Robert…
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Candy Apple
It was about Fall,A warm golden breeze,Where are you now?Rustled chiming in the trees,Did all that leave? And you’ll sit behind your eyes,As they say things I don’t hear,But I’ll assume they’re lies,Because the damp soil way it’s spoken,Leaves footprints in the soil,A scent; a petrichor of fear. And I’m alone on my beach once…
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USA Hardcore
This band of dysfunctional brothers,All sound so similar!More power to them:They that dare to growl,To a symphony of monotony,As they found pretty consistency,Comfort, tranquillity,Cacophonous liquidity,Bizarrely tainted shapes,Tessellating fluidly. As brand-new boys behind the lines,Of what might be less than poetry,Carving their identities,Ridiculing insincerity,Giving hope,Trying rope,To tie around their happy fans. A way of life, stashed,By…
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From A Man Who’s Said Too Much
The ambition is “create”,The goal, to be awake,To awaken life and buzz,Wouldn’t that be great?An open forum? No?Great. Yet hidden gems are still the stapleHidden, hiding, out of view,I see them! And they pass, the dross falls down,And the scroll rolls on,And nothing with their lights on,Frowns out the window. Little green “go” lights,But nothing.…
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Be Brave, Find Shelter.
Standing proud, the living triumphant man,With a peaceful heart, and a gentle grin,Knowing he’s in charge, stands proud,Well deserved, with a message in his hand. He’s got a scroll with the words written well,In ink and pen and toner and turmoil. A message for you, peace will be prosperous,For the living and the slowly dying,Those…
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The Audience (Or: Why I am Afraid of Cinema)
The Audience (Or Why I am Afraid of Cinema) Not enough at the right time or enough at the wrong,Tapped into glass pipelines filled with eager evocative thoughts. There’s a silent row of hatred simmering silently here beside me.I don’t know them, or they, I.And the timing’s all off, the cords have never been straight…
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Conversations in the Dark with Saul Blake Pt.2 – The Interview
Rock Dove: I’ve just heard your latest version of your latest (unreleased) single (thanks). My initial impression happened to be about how you’ve really succeeded in honing the different elements of your style and craft. Is there anything you’d like to say on the process that got you to where you are now, artistically speaking?…
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Conversations in the Dark with Saul Blake Pt.1 – The Review
The violin, they say, may be the most evocative instrument, bar the human voice. Once I got swiped with midi-backed strings, mid-track, I though they carried a brand of evocation that fit in my pocket, in the space where my iPod used to go… That’s right! Today I was lucky enough to get a sneak-peak…
