Author Archives: Professor Cockington

Some darkness for the new light…

I’d meant to do this track earlier, but better late than never. It seems I can’t add any effects to the track without incurring an annoying beeping noise, not sure what going on, but if anyone can assist I’d be … Continue reading

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Lessons from Pulp Fiction…

“I’m trying Ringo, I’m trying real hard.” Like the young modern gentleman in the picture, it’s about change, that most elusive of mthafckers. I’ve for years kept this line told to Ringo about change, from the movie Pulp Fiction, in … Continue reading

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The unflushable turd…

It’s not me that’s being all funny

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I’m a man with a one track mind

Knowing what you want to do and then doing it, surely a decent plan to success. Except of course if your a junkie, then it’s success measured by your ability to keep repeating your plan. I guess success can be … Continue reading

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For our sweetest of Gorgons’

I don’t really know what a ditty is, but I thought this might be what you were asking for Marcus. Sure it’s not the sweetest of tales, but it’s topical, which may mean something to someone in our vast supporter … Continue reading

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Blasting the sheets: words on paper…

I was looking through the lyrics in the cloud for something related to the stigma of mental illness. I realise I’ve not written on it, which ain’t an issue, though it’s something I’ve dealt with often enough. Instead I found … Continue reading

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The lack of method

As frequently occurs to me, I’m dealing with this constant sense of being frustrated. With others sometimes, but mainly myself, always with myself. I guess the thing with mood disorders, like bipolar, is that I’m often down for reasons I … Continue reading

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Midnight requiem

Dearest Weary World Watcher, As the witching hour approaches I’m somewhat struck by the symbolism, the conjuring of images in the mind as it were, super moon for super times? Well who knows on that score, not wanting to get … Continue reading

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Being real…

A Wednesday ramble live from the caravan… I’m quickly getting tired of the inability of people to be real, or honest to themselves. It may partly be a response to my own difficulties in owning up when things are going … Continue reading

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The Fire is burning…

All dressed up but no one to blow.

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