Sunday, 6 September 2009

PCON Poem

A little something I wrote about those Incarnate / PostContemporary / Caution Point boys.

There in that magic hollow

Laboured an act tough to follow
Baking treats easy to swallow
Scientific verbosity
Cellular curiosity
Musical virtuosity
Under the hideout lived a skunk
First drawn there cause it stunk
Ended up staying for the funk
Stylishly appointed
Timberframe jointed
Druid anointed
In the hideout lived the wizards
Weaving tunes as deftly as a lizard
From bits of tape they scissored
Records methodical
Results melodical
Releases periodical
Above the hideout lived the owl
All night long hoot and howl
On it’s eerie nocturnal prowl
Acrobatic rat
Electrostatic cat
Hydro attic bat
Electronica flowing from the heart
Created with tools state of the art
Packaged in mind bending op-art
Futuristic beebop
Funky techno-pop
Acid jazzy trip hop
Using gear that’s analogue
Not found in any catalogue
Sculpting alien travelogue
Records revolving
Minds evolving
Egos dissolving
A pound of salt in the tub
Pounding Guinness in the pub
Cranking out pounding dub
Sounds subsonic
Songs harmonic
Breathing chronic
Mad science nerds
Inspired by the absurd
Whispering code word
The law may not approve
But a keyed in locked groove
Makes a whole room move
Eternal Opuscule
DJs find useful
A limitless tool
Leading through example
Sound sources ample
Using innovative sample
Those lads McCrimmon
A hit with the women
Colin invited them Swimmin’
Quirky transparent bass
Quickly transports the place
Quietly transforms the space
Six degrees of separation
Lex agrees to celebration
Sex leads to impregnation
Inspirations eclectic
Schedules hectic
Concepts dialectic
Bubbling water filter
Beats off kilter
Sound tapestry quilter
Kaleidoscopic
See microscopic
Third eye cyclopic
The otters tell
Of Watershell
Odder ’n hell
In the bush they’re hackin’ and coughin’
In the lab they’re topnotch boffins
In the home they’ve feasts of fancy often
Created from analogue sound
Twisted mind travelogue bound
Conscientious dialogue expound
Get in the studio & do some
A mismatched twosome
Squabbles often gruesome
Lex has hexes
To the lunar nexus
On his solar plexus
Caution Point is carefree
Burning herb sets you free
Owls in the Apple Tree
How do you do, guru Rew
22 skidoo canoe crew
Stirring the witches brew
The buzzword turned inward
Stirred by the puffbirds third word
The herd overheard afterward

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