Poetry

New album from six-piece instrumental band Rumour Cubes, released 18th August. 

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There Is A Crack In Everything

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nwcP3NOCeiE

The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot (read by Tom O'Bedlam)

Veronique Vaka's colourful & masterful EP ¨Erlendis¨ is officially available on all streaming platforms and in a fresh CD pressing with new artwork by the wonderful visual artist Bertrand Sallé.

Stream : https://orcd.co/erlendis

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.: Verndari :.

Composed and produced by Veroníque Vaka
Co-written by Björn Pálmi Pálmason
Recorded by Paul Evans at the Greenhouse Studios, Reykjavik
Additional production and engineering by Alex Somers

Performed by:
Veroníque Vaka: cello, bowed glockenspiel and field recording
Björn Pálmi Pálmason: piano
Karl James Pestka, Anna Sóley Ásmundsdóttir: violin 
Þórður Hermannsson: cello 
Alex Somers: additional instruments

Mixed by Alex Somers
Mastered by Paul Evans

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Veroníque Vaka - Verndari

Dinosauria, We (born like this) by Charles Bukowski (read by Tom O'Bedlam)

https://www.youtube.com/user/SpokenVerse

born like this
into this
as the chalk faces smile
as Mrs. Death laughs
as the elevators break
as political landscapes dissolve
as the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree
as the oily fish spit out their oily prey
as the sun is masked

we are
born like this
into this
into these carefully mad wars
into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
into bars where people no longer speak to each other
into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings

born into this
into hospitals which are so expensive that it's cheaper to die
into lawyers who charge so much it's cheaper to plead guilty
into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes

born into this
walking and living through this
dying because of this
muted because of this
castrated
debauched
disinherited
because of this
fooled by this
used by this
pissed on by this
made crazy and sick by this
made violent
made inhuman
by this

the heart is blackened
the fingers reach for the throat
the gun
the knife
the bomb
the fingers reach toward an unresponsive god
the fingers reach for the bottle
the pill
the powder
we are born into this sorrowful deadliness
we are born into a government 60 years in debt
that soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt

and the banks will burn
money will be useless
there will be open and unpunished murder in the streets
it will be guns and roving mobs
land will be useless
food will become a diminishing return
nuclear power will be taken over by the many
explosions will continually shake the earth
radiated robot men will stalk each other
the rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms
Dante's Inferno will be made to look like a children's playground
the sun will not be seen and it will always be night
trees will die
all vegetation will die
radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men
the sea will be poisoned
the lakes and rivers will vanish
rain will be the new gold
the rotting bodies of men and animals will stink in the dark wind
and the space platforms will be destroyed by attrition
and the petering out of supplies
the natural effect of general decay
and there will be the most beautiful silence never heard
born out of that.

Born Into This (Dinosauria, We by Charles Bukowski) (read by Tom O'Bedlam)

Tom O'Bedlam – I Carry you heart

Music with pictures, without pictures...
Composed by Gregory Tanielian



The Road Not Taken (by Robert Frost, reading by Tom O'Bedlam)

original music: luca longobardi
piano, synth: luca longobardi

live recorded during a #HCSeries Concert

Everything Was Beautiful And Nothing Hurt

“Alone” BY EDGAR ALLAN POE

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

“Alone” By Edgar Allan Poe. Read By Tom O'Bedlam

The Laughing Heart By Charles Bukowski (read By Tom O'Bedlam)

The Genius Of The Crowd By Charles Bukowski (read By Tom O'Bedlam)

So Now- By Charles Bukowski (read By Tom O'Bedlam)

Hell Is A Lonely Place By Charles Bukowski (read By Tom O'Bedlam)

A Smile To Remember
we had goldfish and they circled around and around
in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes
covering the picture window and
my mother, always smiling, wanting us all
to be happy, told me, "be happy Henry!"
and she was right: it's better to be happy if you
can
but my father continued to beat her and me several times a week while
raging inside his 6-foot-two frame because he couldn't
understand what was attacking him from within.
my mother, poor fish,
wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a
week, telling me to be happy: "Henry, smile!
why don't you ever smile?"
and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the
saddest smile I ever saw
one day the goldfish died, all five of them,
they floated on the water, on their sides, their
eyes still open,
and when my father got home he threw them to the cat
there on the kitchen floor and we watched as my mother
smiled
- Charles Bukowski

A Smile To Remember By Charles Bukowski (read By Tom O'Bedlam)

Full text and context: http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2012/12/06/adrienne-rich-gabriel/

More spoken verse by Tom O'Bedlam: http://www.youtube.com/user/SpokenVerse

"Gabriel" by Adrienne Rich (read by Tom O'Bedlam)

An exclusive recording for Brain Pickings. Background and transcript: http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2013/04/09/ode-to-the-book-pablo-neruda-tom-obedlam/

The Laughing Heart By Charles Bukowski (read By Tom O'Bedlam)

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