If I had a chance to enter a mind of anyone on this world for an hour, it wouldn’t be Bill Gates or J.J. Abrams. It wouldn’t be George R.R. Martin, or even Quentin Tarantino. It would be the mighty Dr. John Cooper Clark.
John Cooper Clark, best known as the punk poet, is a rock star. The man behind the hairstyles, he often called himself. It was not too long ago, that I started reading all his poems. Those brilliant lines, those bold words and rhymes. Those beautiful, beautiful creatures. He writes like dynamite.
Cooper has performed and toured with The Clash, The Sex Pistol, Elvis Costello and others, gained his name at 70’s punk era. He has an honorary degree from Salford University. Funny how the world turned because it was just years ago that I was dreamed to take a degree on Acoustic at Salford :)) Which of course I’ll never had by now.
Alex Turner, the front man of Arctic Monkeys had Clark’s name tattooed in his arm. He said if it wasn’t because of Clark’s poem, he wouldn’t started writing like that. Oh, you know how Turner’s writing looks like. And now you’re going to know the man who inspired him.
Turner fancied the man so much, he made a song out of Clark’s poem as the last track on Arctic Monkeys’ latest record, AM. The song, titled I Wanna Be Yours, is a beautiful song. But you’ll be chilled to hear the original poems. Watch Clark reads his poem I Wanna Be Yours here.
Read about him here.
Read some of his poems here and prepared to be blown away. Up to the other galactic.
I Wanna Be Yours
By: Dr. John Cooper ClarkI wanna be your vacuum cleaner
Breathing in your dust
I wanna be your Ford Cortina
I will never rust
If you like your coffee hot
Let me be your coffee pot
You call the shots
I wanna be yoursI wanna be your raincoat
For those frequent rainy days
I wanna be your dreamboat
When you want to sail away
Let me be your teddy bear
Take me with you anywhere
I don’t care
I wanna be yoursI wanna be your electric meter
I will not run out
I wanna be the electric heater
You’ll get cold without
I wanna be your setting lotion
Hold your hair in deep devotion
Deep as the deep Atlantic ocean
That’s how deep is my devotion