Velvet Underground, Patti Smith, Serge Gainsbourg, PJ Harvey, Stereolab, Nico, Comet Gain, Broadcast, Francoise Hardy, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Duke Spirit, Jeff Buckley, Pulp, Bat for Lashes, Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins, Suicide, Santogold, Lykke Li, The Doors, Radiohead (In Rainbows), Nouvelle Vague...
Sophie Hannah
Jo Colley
Kate Fox
Alicia Stubbersfield
Anne Jones
Patti Smith
Janet Hamill
Francesca Beard
Carol Anne Duffy
Baudelaire
Lou Reed
Emily Dickinson
Karen O
Morrissey
Jeff Buckley
PJ Harvey
Leonard Cohen
Jackie Kay
Saul Williams
John Cooper Clarke
Lemn Sissay
Kate Bush
Clare Pollard
Angel Readman
Jarvis Cocker
Sylvia Plath
Philip Larkin
Jacob Polley
Matthew Caley
Andy Willoughby
Allen Ginsberg
Diane Di Prima
William Blake
Bob Dylan
Rimbaud
Frank Black
Lou Reed
Joni Mitchell
Kim Gordon
About me:
Heart Beats....A night with live poetry, live rock'n'roll, open mic, DJs, fanzines and red wine...
Heart Beats Liverpool is currently having a break, but come along to the first Heart Beats London event on Friday 30 October!
The night will feature poets, bands, Halloween treats and cakes, fanzines and magazines, mix tape raffle, poetry films and more! Get more info on our new Heart Beats Facebook group.
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
We are playing at the O2 Academy in Liverpool on the 31st October which is HALLOWEEN!!
Because of this we have decided to make this the biggest ever FANCY DRESS gig on Halloween in Liverpool EVER! Tickets are £6 and are on sale now - you can get them from the O2 Academy box office or click HERE to get tickets.
If you want more info just send us a message and make sure to let us know what you are coming dressed up as..... x
Hello Heart Beats, we now have our homemade cd for sale online, it is 3 pounds
and includes 6 of our tracks... if you would like to buy a copy just
click this picture below! Kind thanks x buy it £3 click here
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse
(please see my blog):
WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north,
From a place in Sydney to Cairns;
Then to Kuranda I went forth,
By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market,
With fresh fruits of tropical kind;
Walked to the creek through lush thicket -
Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe;
Then, outside, as I wrote for yen,
Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey,
You go walkabout with your pen. ”
Request or question, I don’t know -
Assured voices, elderly men.
That’s now several years ago,
And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
hi Heart Beats. Thank you for the friendship. Poets are always wanted to read at my own night if you are interested or know anybody that might be. Guy x
Just a quick note to invite you to Le Bateau next Tuesday, the 7th October for the return of Adult Books!!! We're now on monthly on the first Tuesday of each month- it's gonna be ace, so hope you can be there! lotsa love
i'll be there, dont you worry! hope to get up myself
yes, if only everything was as perfect and wonderful as berk and boney's animated adventures...nostalgia is an interesting drug "tell the truth it really helped you..."
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace -
2 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
