All they do is sing about Cemeteries. A cemetery all shook up in the fiery bucket. I cannot continue. Are you faulty. Geoff held up a shoe and projected low warbles onto the ceiling. That’s what this is all about it’s not about dating or courting or romance it’s about the intangibility of the alphabet … Continue reading Dai Coelacanth – Rubber wart or death sting
The audio reports 'letter from Berlin' are directly recorded on tape with a handheld walkman. In this episode: a bicycle ride from Berlin Tempelhof to Festsaal Kreuzberg, impressions and excerpts from John Cooper Clarke's live performance.
haiku talk, haiku readings, poetry and magic, poetry talk, "a gift that sharpened into a skill," indolence talk, professional poet, Charles Baudelaire, Pam Ayres talk, BBC televsion talk, "We'd never run out of conversation, Pam and I" adverts talk, massive flat fee and being treated like a king, how to become a star in a … Continue reading Adrian Shephard meets John Cooper Clarke in Berlin
"Are you just going round and round. There are better ways to travel. The captain struggled with his boots they were never happy. Ironic. As a boy they called him ‘lucky feet’. She was singing in town. Had a nice set of irregular talons. Nearly tore my face off. I had to stop the flow … Continue reading Dai Coelacanth – Pure Country Magic
This is fun. Lord Litter applies the early ideology of the internet and creates a hypertext. The playlist below is a disguise for a magazine, such one as only the internet can produce, with sounds, images and words. Hypertext? Umberto Eco! "So how do I make sense of the mess? I try to learn some … Continue reading Lord Litter’s Radio On Show – Semiotics
Dai Coelacanth arrived at Radio On in the year 2018. What is it? A prophet, a poet, a consumer gone mad? Is this the voice of Brexit? Is this a man who walked out of a Shakespearian play centuries ago and who still hasn't found a stage that fits his words?Maybe his own words can … Continue reading Dai Coelacanth – Don’t lick the coins they will weigh you down
Dai Coelacanth arrived a year ago. He had been on a holiday in Greece. It started then. Thinking while listening. Something happened. A man who was there when Mr. Sony sent his walkman to earth. They fell on every shop and in every home like children's balloons who had gone the reverse way. He still … Continue reading Dai Coelacanth – RANDOM SEWAGE FROM A STRANGERS WIFE / YOU’RE A WIG, Mr MALIGNANT