The Starbeck Orion Magazine

Rare opportunity to see me reading some poems wot I wrote , in Paul Brooke’s new online compendium

“The Starbeck Orion” a sumptuous collection of words and art from around the world…  

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My Silent Disco

 

Mozza , Wagga and Baz love it. They came late to the party but their enthusiasm is immense.

Saturday night has always been Disco Nite in my view. 

From the early days when a bloke (always a bloke) sat behind a box which glowed it’s way through a sequence of colours , to my mate Paul’s wall of lights and dry ice , which made dancers into silhouettes in a multi-coloured fog, I have always felt that if the weekend started with Ready Steady Go , it didn’t really get anywhere until the following evening.

Wozza, Bazza and  Mog have come to it from different places. Mog is some sort of physicist and knows everything about Genesis. He has a lot of albums by Yes and Emerson,Lake and Palmer. 

Bazza cut his teeth on Northern Soul but also likes The Jam and Two-Tone Ska. 

Wozza thinks music was invented in 1990.

I guess we could have some lively debates , but we don’t . Our cans are parallel universes. We cut a groove to different tunes but the emotion is powerful and shared.

I am eclectic. I irrigate a course winding from the sixties to yesterday with a selection of craft beers.

Bozza , Mazza and Wiz share a love of the late hour and we can often be found after midnight swaying silently around my disco light. Only on Saturdays , though.