thoughts. photos. meetings. links. overlaps. Artist. Music. Musings. Collections. sounds. Noise "My pocket is this room" Melbourne artist Kristian Brennan writes an irregular blog.
Sunday, 7 September 2008
Tuesday, 29 July 2008
ohhhh
Monday, 28 July 2008
ask for or want to wear
the role we have
learning to
say
you are a
long time
dead
what I
bring
on
a
raining
morning
the rain
just rains
not waiting
long low
learning to
say
you are a
long time
dead
what I
bring
on
a
raining
morning
the rain
just rains
not waiting
long low
Saturday, 26 July 2008
The Question Is Of Choice.
Monday, 21 July 2008
Sunday, 20 July 2008
Saturday, 19 July 2008
You ave to add it up. They will accept you anyway
Thursday, 17 July 2008
A Human Living
Tuesday, 15 July 2008
Look, it is just that I find it hard to keep on track. I mean what is it that I should be paying attention to anyway?
Sunday, 13 July 2008
Saturday, 12 July 2008
Sunday, 22 June 2008
Thursday, 29 May 2008
Tuesday, 20 May 2008
I AM NEW HERE
rather than shouting your opinion you can explain it to me if you like.
Sunday, 18 May 2008
Ray McKinley
Monday, 12 May 2008
Preparing for the test
Tuesday, 6 May 2008
Just Like I said It would be
Friday, 2 May 2008
But can you explain to me?
Wednesday, 23 April 2008
Wednesday, 2 April 2008
there are a lot of things in the world
Sunday, 30 March 2008
And the drums go,listen for the keyboards and the backing singers
Wednesday, 26 March 2008
I think I might try and do more of this, it makes no sense
Tuesday, 25 March 2008
I don't know enough about that to think about what i would like to know.
I get to waste
the dirt
inbetween
& we must learn
reasons to stick to what we know
come out with both fists
start your engines
we know where we are all from
she loves her country and the sun
with hands of baby
i'll show her the best
out comes the future
do it again
first
last
do it again
Reasons to ignore
None ever take away this town
Friday, 21 March 2008
Well that's my problem, eh.
Tuesday, 18 March 2008
Are you getting all of this?
Monday, 3 March 2008
your head looks like a map
anytime i make a record
Thursday, 14 February 2008
that is all.
After that open space
and time
I want to climb in
I hear you in the hall
I hear you at the door
you call
There is more than one of you
we climb the stairs
only so far
down
down we go
yes
I know him
I had a drink with him
he has gone
they are closed
let's eat
it has been some time
I will take some time
we go down, after we went up
& then down
and straight
Saturday, 2 February 2008
At Your Best, This is the way it can be..if that can be said
Thursday, 17 January 2008
Gave you a life
Monday, 14 January 2008
For the ocean & the walls stop here. The Land & the country & the sea begins with the rest of the world
you also remind me
"why don't you like him?" he said
not much is said
it is all on the top
how's things
I wonder how they really are for them
it is a pause
a moment of nothing
a gap
& then we all go back
some of them share nothing to none
you straighten it back out & then twist it to go. This is just nothing to do with that. It is not for thinking about. But save it & do it again one time. some of them
I don't know what any of them think
Saturday, 5 January 2008
I Could Have Done Better
123
mo town
in the same chair
as before
richard with the long hair
rolled smokes
holding the walls
a little wave
a seat next to me
some breaks in conversation
a teacher man
a book to read
a place to go
what to say & forget about
we ar off.
in the same place
to go right and left
to go red
& be thankful
mo town
in the same chair
as before
richard with the long hair
rolled smokes
holding the walls
a little wave
a seat next to me
some breaks in conversation
a teacher man
a book to read
a place to go
what to say & forget about
we ar off.
in the same place
to go right and left
to go red
& be thankful
Friday, 4 January 2008
line honors
Wednesday, 2 January 2008
songs in the heart
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