Before You're Sixty-Four.

lizzytysh · Post by **lizzytysh** » Sun Jan 28, 2007 5:07 pm

Today's yer day, Andrew

! I've forgotten your reading time [if I knew it] and our exact time difference [I think 5 hours??], so you may be very close to being onstage, be there now, or just stepped offstage.

M'love to both you and Daniel, as I

imagine

how the two of you must look and sound together. What a combo

.

Best of luck, if you've not read, yet.
Congratulations, if you have ~ you read beautifully.

Love ya,
Lizzy

Andrew McGeever · Post by **Andrew McGeever** » Sun Jan 28, 2007 7:11 pm

To Lizzy, Judith, Laura, Diane,
thankyou all for your messages of support!

I'll need all the support I can get....there's no mic and, more importantly, no lectern. I'll just have to hold my own, as it were.
Will post later to let you all know how it went.
I'm particularly looking forward to seeing Daniel sing .

Andrew.

lizzytysh · Post by **lizzytysh** » Sun Jan 28, 2007 7:18 pm

I'm particularly looking forward to seeing Daniel sing.

Yes, I can imagine

!!

Looking forward to your self-report, the one that won't be too, artist-subjectively-condemns-self one

.

Have a GREEEEEAAAATTT day, Andrew!!! Please give my regards to Daniel... and wait for the "Who!?!" that follows

.

Love ya,
Lizzy

Geoffrey · Post by **Geoffrey** » Sun Jan 28, 2007 11:57 pm

Mickey_one wrote:
> . . . you so nearly have a very decent poem here.

I'm afraid that judging this poem from a standpoint of virtue, as opposed to one of literary merit, no person with any moral fibre or honourable upbringing could describe these verses as being anywhere near what is generally regarded as 'decent'. It is not 'decent' at all. For a full orientation of this opinion please refer to earlier mesages in this thread posted by myself.

Andrew McGeever · Post by **Andrew McGeever** » Mon Jan 29, 2007 12:12 pm

Well, the reading went down just fine: it fitted into my alloted 15 minutes (excluding the applause!). After that, I relaxed and enjoyed an evening filled with excellent poetry and equally excellent singing.
At the end, my son Daniel said "when my mates ask me what I did on Sunday evening, I'll tell them that I played a gig with my old man".

Andrew.

P.S. Geoffrey...I wasn't struck by thunderbolts. You could say that I got away with it, for now at least

Pete · Post by **Pete** » Tue Jan 30, 2007 1:19 am

Good to hear that it all went well, Andrew.
I bet you're both relieved and simultaneously invigorated.
Cheers
Pete

lizzytysh · Post by **lizzytysh** » Tue Jan 30, 2007 1:54 am

Hi Andrew ~

That's great news... especially Daniel's comment

. It sounds like you went onstage fairly early, so were able to enjoy the remainder of the evening stress-free... a real benefit of doing the scarey, going-on-early thing.

I'm betting you were splendid, and you and Daniel were sublime

. Are we going to be able to hear any of this for ourselves? Hope, hope.

~ Lizzy

Andrew McGeever · Post by **Andrew McGeever** » Tue Jan 30, 2007 2:19 am

Dear Pete,
Thanks for the post, but I'm the one who's relieved, being the "third string poet". Daniel sang as only he can.....

first set: Everywhere
Head on the Rocks.

second set: Methuselah.
Second Hand Badge

third set: Mama You've been on my Mind
Flying dream 42.

From one nutter to another,
Andrew.

lizzytysh · Post by **lizzytysh** » Tue Jan 30, 2007 1:41 pm

~ Not just one song, but six...

. I know he was well received. Did he play guitar, piano, both? What a great combination, you two.

~ Lizzy

Geoffrey · Post by **Geoffrey** » Tue Jan 30, 2007 11:22 pm

>Geoffrey...I wasn't struck by thunderbolts. You could say that I got away with it, for now at least

The unfaithful couple in your poem are getting 'away with' deception. Yes, you 'got away with it', but whether based on fact or fantasy you leave a sad heritage that could taint the moral development of a subsequent generation. Idle hands are the devil's tools; try to channel your literary efforts into spiritually mature and wholesome scenarios that will reward you with a head held high. "But Leonard Cohen wrote a lot of filth," you may say - yes, but he grew out of it in his early forties.

Pete · Post by **Pete** » Wed Jan 31, 2007 2:26 am

Andrew McGeever wrote:Dear Pete,
Thanks for the post, but I'm the one who's relieved, being the "third string poet". Daniel sang as only he can.....

Andrew.

You went on before your son?
or should I say ere your son
and you are a third string poet, hey?
Isn't the third string the 'g string?'
so should I say 'g string poet' ?
was it back to back appearances?

Andrew McGeever · Post by **Andrew McGeever** » Thu Feb 01, 2007 1:31 am

"But Leonard Cohen wrote a lot of filth" you may say- yes, but he grew out of it in his early forties". (sic)
Geoffrey, I never said he did, and if he had, he got away with it, big time, especially in his early fifties, and beyond.....

"64" was read, dedicated to Judith Fitzgerald. Out of the 12 poems I read, the longest intro was "64".

Geoffrey, " 64" was one of twelve. You can't damn me for this, so try your best to damn me for the rest, or better still, ask about the other eleven.

Andrew.

Andrew McGeever · Post by **Andrew McGeever** » Thu Feb 01, 2007 1:45 am

and another thing.....it's all very well to post messages in cyberspace, but it detracts from the act of writing: in my case that's a serious problem.
After Sunday, I've no choice....uncover bits and bobs, unstarted sketches, unfinished drafts, restart blackening pages.
There are poems to be written
in two thousand and seven.

Andrew.

lizzytysh · Post by **lizzytysh** » Thu Feb 01, 2007 1:53 am

Be well, Andrew... I look forward to your sharing some of those results here one day. Productive writing to you...

~ Lizzy

Andrew McGeever · Post by **Andrew McGeever** » Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:34 am

Productive writing?.....

Nae chance

Andrew.

P.S. and another thing...I haven't a clue what Pete was speaking about in his post last Tuesday....if he has, can he please give me a translation

P.P.S. Geoffrey, there are no unfaithful couples in my poetry: they're figments of my imagination, and your's too