Husb and I went to a gig at Swansea Arena a few weeks ago to see the band Squeeze and the awesome Doctor John Cooper Clarke, the original poet of punk. I’ve seen JCC perform a few times over the decades and I’m always up for one more evening of scurrilous hard-hitting poetic hilarity. I only managed a very quick scribble – it was dark; we were miles away from the stage (and let’s face it, he’s a tiny figure anyway); and I wanted to concentrate on his performance, not mine!
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Absolutely love him and love this too !
Thanks Helen. I’ve seen him a lot over the years but sadly he now has Alzheimers and might not be performing for much longer. He’s still fab and so pointed. Beasley Street is now a comment on gentrification called Beasley Boulevard – fantastic.
An absolute tragedy that someone with his wit and use of language should suffer this fate.
Yes, tragic, but he’s determined to carry on for as long as possible 😦