Here's something for Carnival weekend. This has been the tune of the summer in my car, at least when my teenage son's on board. The lyrics are as catchy as a mnemonic and have a loopy momentum whereby (to echo Yeats) the content seems driven by the desire to find the next rhyme: "You might see me in a Lambo, Camo snapback: Rambo Five hundred horses: Django Two-two chicken: Nando" If that's not poetry I don't know what is.
Sorry strayed from poetry here but check out Julian Cope at Head Heritage on early Soft Machine - his prose is incisive and spot on. And check out this fantastic psychedelic video of one of the most compelling British groups ever...
