Shivering excogitation

Wednesday, March 4th, 2009

I haven’t been slacking, honest. This is a rough cut of one of two short films I’m making for Apples and Snakes.

Even though it looks quite simple this took ages to set up and it was FREEZING! In the words of Elvis McGonagall “I’ve suffered for my poetry, now its your turn”

Alchemy in Nowhere Town

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  1. Mia
    March 4th, 2009

    Now that, good sir, was really rather brilliant!!! I enjoyed your cadences very much, and shall be paying closer attention to your work in future…

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    Byron Vincent Reply:

    @Mia,

    Well thank you very much; my cadences gratefully appreciate your appraisal.

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  2. Jen Roberts
    March 4th, 2009

    Great stuff!

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    Byron Vincent Reply:

    @Jen Roberts,

    Cheers Jen, hopefully the final edit will be even better!

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  3. annamaria
    March 6th, 2009

    dear Byron,
    am jealous of the line”Stomach slurry” ..sums up a friday night in penzance..excellent stuff, though now need cheering up!..the fly tippers log book.started to get fascinated by the stuff you where amongst and the words over it
    annamaria

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    Byron Vincent Reply:

    @annamaria,

    Yeah, fortunately fly tippers had dressed our set for us, saving us thousands in production costs.

    I really don’t know what’s going on with all the mawkish stuff, I used to at least try be funny and whimsical. If the next thing I write doesn’t at raise give me a smirk perhaps I should seek medical advice.

    Cheers

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    Byron Vincent Reply:

    @annamaria,

    Yeah, fortunately fly tippers had dressed our set for us, saving us thousands in production costs.

    I really don’t know what’s going on with all the mawkish stuff, I used to at least try be funny and whimsical. If the next thing I write doesn’t at least give me a smirk perhaps I should seek medical advice.

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  4. Katherine Stanton
    March 7th, 2009

    Very sobering … Captures the sleaziness of urban boozing with all its ickiness, aggressiveness, etc, rather brilliantly. The wind contributes nicely to the effect, as does the slurred delivery (a touch of the Paul Calf …? I mean that as a compliment!) and whatever that whirring in the background was that sounds like distant aircraft. Great work.

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    Byron Vincent Reply:

    @Katherine Stanton,

    Thanks Katherine, I think we were lucky with the environmental soundscape, those extraneous noises definitely add something.

    I think I might be a bit effete to make a convincing Paul Calf. I lack the obligatory Stella strainer mustache. I reckon I’d make a better Pauline, I’ve drank Lambrini and seen Roadhouse staring Patrick Swayze more than once, if anything I’m over qualified.

    Thanks for taking the time to do this.

    Cheers

    Byron

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  5. Charlie
    March 7th, 2009

    Byron, bloody brilliant! I was thinking that maybe you were in a post apocalyptic allotment (like Jay’s), that needed a bit of TLC:) So many good lines I don’t know where to begin on my favourites – but the ‘Jan Hammered’/cattle market – culture abattoir/that bottles drinking him/and in cider training to name but a few. Love the end line too, and have just forwarded the link to several non poetic mates. I’m curious if you write to a particular rhyme/syllable pattern or structure consciously or does it just pour out so precisely by chance like the flat coke at that reggae pub?!x

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