I will take negativity and make it inspire me
I was not a book from a library
As I stand here alone, I declare I was not a loan
To be picked up and dropped off at a later date
And you barely even made my spine bend
Just skimmed through some of the interesting bits then skipped to the end
I’ve waited a couple of days to post this.
It is an inspired piece of writing. One which builds from bitterness and resentment, through a torrent of rage, to a crescendo of arrogance, ego and ambition. All the while managing to remain delicately beautiful.
That’s a testament to how clever the rhetoric is and how well judged the Moroder-esque musical beats are.
I find this devastating in the most affirming of ways.
I will not assume that we all want to take ourselves very seriously and make a big splash in the world - I will just assume that we want to enjoy life, and not to have an unhappy one; that we would like to feel that we have put our lives to some use, and are not tossing them away; and that we would like other people to feel glad when they see us, and not think of us as miseries. Simple things, but if you pull them off, you won’t have done so badly, believe me.
Anyone can criticise others - lovely work, even the overtime’s a pleasure. But try taking a look at yourself, try some self-criticism.
The second point I will put very shortly. Try not be too afraid.
If at every corner of your life, when a new and wider prospect opens you decide to stick to the road you know, you will end by passing up an awful lot of opportunities. And it isn’t only at the big turns in life.
Life is in fact not a straight road with a few big cross-roads, boldly marked. It’s more like a winding lane, with other lanes going off all the time, and you’re taking little decisions all day long and most of those little decisions take just a little more nerve than you might think.
Some of the highlights from Sir Robert Fraser’s Speech at the Sir Christopher Wren School Speech Day at Kensington Hall London, October 4th 1954.
Fraser was the first Director General of the ITA and this transcript is located within a file of his speeches and articles in the ITA/IBA Archive housed at Bournemouth University.
Seems the light at the end of the tunnel was a fire
Now I’m choking on the smoke in my lungs, I’m so tired
But I can’t go to sleep with a mind that’s so wired
You call that shit depression - I call it inspired
I know that the beat is going to be divisive but you should listen to this a couple of times anyway because Pip writes about the dichotomy of darkness and light inherent in love and relationships in an incredibly accomplished way.
Lyrics are here. Read them.
Yeah I might seem so strong
Yeah I might speak so long
I’ve never been so wrong
It’s not big or clever to put a learner driver sign on your boss’s car. But it is funny when he doesn’t notice…
Macklemore and Ryan Lewis - ‘Can’t Hold Us’ @ Radio 1’s ‘Big Weekend - Derry- Londonderry’
It’s not sunburn, it’s ‘solar glow’.
Wanna be alive, not just employed
There, following my heart
Even the light’s got faith in the dark, amen
Wretch 32 ft Shakka