On The #RiteTrax

It was last year when fellow poet Richard C Bower invited me to take part in an event in Sheffield, the launch of a new multimedia project to showcase local underground acoustic and electronic music, poetry, art, beatboxing and anything else that might be a bit out of left field. So, I got myself up to Yellow Arches in Sheffield for that first event and it was a storming night of colourful creative endeavour, it rocked into the early hours!

#RiteTrax have since developed and grown, into a fully fleshed out project and have put on further gigs. I was able to take part in the most recent to date, at Golden Harvest Coffee Shop in Sheffield:

Droplets Of Verse: ‘The Kingdom of the Fat Cats’

Welcome to
The Kingdom of the Fat Cats
A place you once knew
The Kingdom of the Fat Cats
Welcome to
The Kingdom of the Fat Cats
It all turns blue
In the Kingdom of the Fat Cats

Scratching at the windows
Stealing the bricks
Nine lives for sale
Licking their lips
Marking territory
Burying their lies
The only thing green
Are their cold cats’ eyes

Welcome to
The Kingdom of the Fat Cats
A place you once knew
The Kingdom of the Fat Cats
Welcome to
The Kingdom of the Fat Cats
It all turns blue
In the Kingdom of the Fat Cats

Swishing their tails
Preening their fur
Tongues in the cream
Satisfied purrs
They sit on the hill
Sharpen their claws
Make a quick kill
Snapped tight in their jaws

Welcome to
The Kingdom of the Fat Cats
A place you once knew
The Kingdom of the Fat Cats
Welcome to
The Kingdom of the Fat Cats
It all turns blue
In the Kingdom of the Fat Cats

Droplets of Verse: ‘We’re All In It Together’

We’re all in it together
We don’t know what’s coming next
We’re all in it together
And I’ll let you look at my Rolex
We’re all in it together
Selling off the nation’s furniture
We’re all in it together
Sharing memories of old infrastructure

The equity rises much too slow
In my property portfolio
I like the highs, but not the lows
Collecting rent for cashflow

We’re all in it together
Managing the nation’s wealth
We’re all in it together
Taking care of the National Health
We’re all in it together
And that’s why I need your vote
We’re all in it together
On the same journey, in the same boat

You know I’ve got the expertise
I play the markets, climb the trees
You lot might be on your knees
But I’m all right, I hold the keys

We’re all in it together
The future is a rocky road
We’re all in it together
And you can all carry the load
We’re all in it together
I’ll bring you a bunch of flowers
We’re all in it together
Your money is safe in my trousers

Droplets of Verse: ‘The Revolution is About to be Privatised’

Dissent is subject to corporate control
Profit margins are placed on parole
The ghetto is tinted shades of gold
Top dollar is paid for a clean bullet hole
Marketing men pour petrol on flames
Selling an orchestrated terror campaign

A population is effectively paralysed
The revolution is about to be privatised

Detonated dogma decimates districts
Fuses are lit, delivering the deadliest
Blitzed minds are barely alive, zombified
Opiates ossify oratories, brains are fried
A volume of violence makes voices vacant
The roaring rhetoric seems ever more eloquent

The price of all this is cunningly disguised
The revolution is about to be privatised

The payload has a kick, like Bruce Lee
Lunch is a boot in the balls, and it ain’t free
It’s camouflaged, you’ll see it too late
The blast of it tears you apart, that’s your fate
You’re helpless to stop it, it’s a machine
It’s expensive, it’ll take everything clean

It’s too late to stop it, the deal has been signed
The revolution is about to be privatised