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2 poems by Bob Towey


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yeah you’ve gotta have an opinion but

OKC is their most melodic stuff

though some people get depression from the second

side for me a song like Lucky is one

of the most languid songs ever made

lyrically and musically they recorded it

in one day and that blows my fucking mind


there’s just too many laptops on Kid A

to make a difference to man or beast when

they owed the fans some back to basics rock

britpop anthems as on The Bends with EVERYTHING

even more raw and Jonny ripping up on

his guitar not watching while Thom commands a

droid to suffer for him look I’ve heard the

Aphex Twin and it’s all blip blip bleepy bloop bloop


you can kid yourself you like anything

if you listen to it enough a lot of fans

don’t want to admit the new stuff is shit

but even they would rather hear the old classics

in the future you’ll realise what you cannot knock


Bob Towey graduated into the collapse of Western civilisation and currently works as a Cow Inseminator in Cambridgeshire, England. If you’d like to read more from Bob, other poems can be found at Gutter Eloquence, Underground Voices, Vector and in two inch high letters on a wall in Addenbrooke’s Hospital, Cambridge. On the main corridor as you go from the concourse up to the ATC. The website is www.bobtowey.com.

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