Tag Archives: rock

The Essex Gargan and Other Friends

Posted on July 4, 2019 by ob82

It all started four days ago off the Southern coast of China. An enormous, ancient thing crawled out of the sea. It looked like a long, muscly snake with ten legs and a head reminiscent of a komodo dragon. Only a hundred times the size. Continue reading →

Posted in James - Sometimes | Tagged beast, environment, fiction, godzilla, London, monster, music, rock, story, writing | Leave a comment

A Dealer In Hope

Posted on February 12, 2017 by ob82

The man stared at him and howled, pus was dripping out of sores on his bald head and running down his malformed back. Continue reading →

Posted in The Clash - London Calling | Tagged entertainment, environment, fiction, global warming, London, music, north, nuclear, punk, radiation, rock, story, war, writing, zero sum | Leave a comment

Bella’s Morning

Posted on April 25, 2015 by ob82

A smash of glass and the rumble of boots An electric train and a ripped-up phone booth Waking up at 6 A.M. on a cool warm morning Opening the windows and breathing in petrol — Bella wakes, the sound of … Continue reading →

Posted in The Jam - That's Entertainment | Tagged drone, dystopia, entertainment, fiction, jam, London, maglev, music, orwellian, punk, rock, short story, song, song story, story, Stratford, thejam, train, writing | Leave a comment

The Wind and the Rain

Posted on February 1, 2015 by ob82

You leave in the morning With everything you own in a little black case Alone on the platform The wind and the rain — Èze, France – July 5th 1998 They’re coming for me. The handwritten warning: Fear the wind … Continue reading →

Posted in Bronski Beat - Smalltown Boy | Tagged bronskibeat, fiction, france, gypsy, monaco, nazi, revenge, rock, roma, romani, romany, smalltown, smalltownboy, somerville, song, song story, story, writing | Leave a comment

Airport Run

Posted on May 15, 2014 by ob82

3:36, it’s cold, I know I’m growing old With life’s best side on the downward slope Done it before, do it again Early morning cold taxi. — Brrrp! Brrrp! Roger slammed his grizzly hand down on the alarm clock. … Continue reading →

Posted in The Who - Early Morning Cold Taxi | Tagged airport, cold, daltrey, Early Morning Cold Taxi, fiction, morning, music, rock, short story, song, story, taxi, The Who, townshend, writing | Leave a comment

Dear Children

Posted on May 12, 2014 by realtoreel

London calling to the faraway towns Now war is declared – and battle come down London calling to the zombies of death Quit holding out – and draw another breath — My dearest Simon, Mary and Stephen, Fifty seven nights … Continue reading →

Posted in The Clash - London Calling | Tagged blitz, fiction, london calling, punk, rock, short story, song, song story, story, the clash, war, world war, writing, wwii | Leave a comment