MY G STRING IS BROKEN

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MY G STRING IS BROKEN
We slept in a pension where I tuned my guitar
My G string had broke when she said ‘have you come far?’
From Wexford to Paris, I’m thinking, how far is that in the dark?
I suppose five hundred kilometres would be near the mark.
Then she reached over and twanged at another string
‘How long do you intend to mess about with that old thing?’
I felt like telling her ‘that old thing’ had aged better than she had
And its antecedents weren’t at all bad

But I just said ‘That thing was plucked by Elvis, I’ll have you know,
When he was bopping out Blue Suede Shoes all those yonks ago!’

This ‘thing’ didn’t feel quite finished when I read it again, so I revisited it overnight. I think it reads better now

ELVIS AIN’T DEAD

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ELVIS AIN’T DEAD
Another juggernaut rocks the Van
But Van just smiles
And sings Brown-eyed Handsome Man.
Then The Lady in Red joins in
And Chris De Burgh bangs loudly on a tin.
You Ain’t Nothin’ But a Houndog
Can be heard from up ahead
And a squeaky voice pipes up
Hey, Elvis ain’t dead!
He drivin’ that big old truck up front.
Goddamn! Says Bo Diddley
Ain’t he some cupid stunt!

KILLER

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KILLER
The cigarette smoke hangs like tear gas
In the mean little honky-tonk
But nobody really gives a shit
Because Jerry is in town.
He arrives without fanfare
And seats himself down
Gimme my money and show me the piano
And don’t try and act the hound
This is rockabilly, baby
Forget about Elvis and Johnny
Jerry has just kicked the door down.

Jerry can conjure a thousand songs
And play each one seven different ways
He can make your high heel sneakers
Dance the legs off every other cat in the place
I aint no phoney
I ain’t no teddy bear
And I don’t talk baloney
As I say to my bass player
I ain’t no goody-goody
But I was born to be on the stage
It was all I ever dreamed of
From the very earliest age.

Jerry plays it slow and mournful or hard and fast
He once told Chuck Berry he could kiss his ass
And across the arc of bad-boy rockers
Who have come and gone
Jerry is the only one still rocking on
Sure, there were some bad times that caused his
Rocket ship to sputter
Like the year he crashed a dozen Cadillac’s
And was heard to utter
You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain
Too much love drives a man insane
You broke my will, oh what a thrill
Goodness gracious great balls of fire

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HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD

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Elvis and Charlie having a coffee break on Hollywood Boulevard during our visit there recently! Undoubtably the holiday of our lives; saw Santa Monica, Malibou Beach, Venice Beach etc, ect – and of course Hollywood. I have definitely fallen in love with LA!

 

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