The Punk Poet – John Cooper Clark

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 Clark

I 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 yours

I 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 yours

I 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

Catching Star

Among the bleakest stars that don’t sparkle tonight, you were the one that caught my eyes. I tried to dismantle you once. But I forget the instruction on how to assemble you back. There were too many pieces and bricks. And I gave up before halfway.

So, I harvest the same star tonight. Finding you was easy. There, there you are.

And I heard this song on radio, maybe they’re right. I’m too busy being yours to fall for somebody new.

Don’t Believe The Hype

We’re Arctic Monkeys and this is ‘I Bet You Look Good on The Dancefloor’. Don’t believe the hype,” croaked Alex Turner way back in 2005. Way back before the quiff and the leather jacket.

Arctic Monkeys photographed by Esquire (2014). Image taken from here.

The song stuck in my head for several days, and the entire album would always be on my repertoire of alternative music in the 00’s. Arctic Monkeys delivered catchy tunes with explosive lyrics, along with their original Yorkshire accent. A few British bands I know that still keeping their accent while singing (remember The Libertines?), just because they feel weird to sound American-ish. It is funny because their last three albums were made in the US and the foursome (Alex Turner, Matt Helders, Nick O’Malley and Jamie Cook) have moved to LA for some time. Hanging around with model girlfriend, shipped martini, and wear sunglasses indoor. American-ish is a common word they’re now associated with. Something that you won’t believe the lads would do on their early years. Back then, they were famous for turning down interviews and awards, they went to award ceremony dressed in costume, be it a Wizard of Oz or The Village People. One of my favorite live performance of the band is when they dressed in a clown attire in Jonathan Ross show singing Fluorescent Adolescent. Now, with five albums on the rack and lot of awards to collect, they still ask us not to believe the hype.

Their début album Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I’m Not (2006) is great, focused on Sheffield nightlife and even prostitution (When The Sun Goes Down), they gave such powerful rock performance with some tunes that we can still dance around. But they really got me with their last song titled A Certain Romance. A song that clicked me for about 8 years or so. A song that contained the word ‘romance’ but not about ‘love’. NME ranked it no. 10 on their 100 Songs of the Decade and it would always be on my list of songs of the decade too.

The original formation of Arctic Monkeys (2006). Image taken from here.

Arctic Monkeys’ latest album AM (a rip off out of Velvet Underground’s VU) sounds way different from any other records they had. Mixing hip hop tunes and R&B, with falsetto backing vocals and lusty lyrics. The very proof that the band is not a one trick pony. I first listened to it on my way to the office and I’ve been hypnotized for the whole ride.

Most of my favorite Arctic Monkeys songs are still the ones from 2006 – 2007, but I’m glad that the band evolves musically through time. AM is not the first time you’d be blown away, their third album Humbug (2009) is definitely the game changer. Like I said before, the 00’s is a good decade for alternative/rock music and Arctic Monkeys might be just another indie band that flourished after the birth of The Strokes. In early years, Turners tried so hard not to sound like Julian Casablanca and The Strokes. You should watch them covering Take It or Leave It. But with the birth of Humbug (and Josh Homme’s helping hand), I daresay Arctic Monkeys just becomes some milestone of the history. Watch this awesome video of them performed Humbug’s track on Web Transmission. I guess at some point, you just don’t want to hear the duplication of their debut album over and over again. A point that made the monkeys survived the hype.

The band is also famous for their B-side tradition, sometimes I found it more appealing than the ones on the album. Songs like Bigger Boys and Stolen Sweetheart, Temptation Greets You Like Naughty Friend (they sang this song feat. Dizzee Rascal in Glastonbury 2007), and The Bakery, are gold.

AM is a big hit in the US, they gained a lot of new fans with their new sound. Some that would Reblog post on Tumblr, making Alex Turner the rock god, changing his status from ‘shy and adorable’ to ‘sexy and dreamy’. To be honest, I miss him with sweaters and those wild messy hair. Oh, by the way, I always think that Humbug hair is the best hair.

Arctic Monkeys circa Humbug (2009). Image taken from here.

Fans from early days sometimes loathe the band because of their current appearance, the Elvis-esque accent critics from Glastonbury 2013 and the Brits Awards 2014 speech are enough to split fans from calling them either legend or some jerk getting drunk. Nonetheless, they’re still playing good music and they still love their home and family (Turner got Sheffield flower tattoo on his arms, Helders got Mum heart tattoo, and earlier the two of them was photographed in a wedding of one Andy Nicholson, the band former bassist). Maybe, they’re not jerking around that much.

Now, with songs lyrically powerful as Arabella, catchy sounds as R U Mine?, and B-side as good as Stop the World I Wanna Get Off With You, at least you know that they’re still going to be around for some times without bothering question of “Who the fuck are Arctic Monkeys?”.

And yeah Turner is still writing the same exciting lyrics I’ve known really well. One of the main reasons why I love Arctic Monkeys and the reason why I promise myself to write about his outer space lyrics someday. Catch the miraculous lyrics here.

PS: Written to some desperation of missing a chance not watching them live at Summersonic  2014 :)) Sending good luck to the one mate, M. Insan Kamil. Ayo Insan, kamu pasti bisa!

You Were Not Lost

Halfway around the world.
17 in count.
Hundreds and thousands of hearts.
Million eyes.

All souls are never lost.
They just wander and finally, return.

Have you seen the technicolor coral, under the sea?
Have you seen the aurora, be it the Borealis or Australis?
Have you seen the North Star, high above?
Have you seen the rainbow’s end?

Whether you’ve seen one or not, you’ll be seeing more there.
More obnoxious beautiful things.

Welcome back, beautiful faces.
Until we meet again, you will all be missed.

Mute Crayon Box

We used to have different opinions. The ones that is passed through hours or days of reading, discussing, and analyzing things. The ones you believe it as your truly opinion. Not as other’s which you agree because it is well written passages without grammar mistakes.

It is good that information spreads instantly, minutes, seconds, milliseconds. But we’ve created a mute crayon box. Ones that just passed a button of Like or Share.

Fate of a nation will be decided sooner, kings will rise and fall, leaders will speak louder at nightfall. Among all that chaos, pen is still mightier than explosive. Especially pen that writes well written passages without grammar mistakes.

Put on your war paint.

There will come a day that you don’t need to break crayon sticks to color a picture. There will come a day that you’ll stint one another to understand better. Exchanging colors and get darker, or brighter. Clearly for sure, richer. Richer in knowledge, richer in perspective. The terms is getting better, the speculation is becoming smarter, the rumor is spreading faster. Those intelligent bastards, I see why you’re there now, with all that power. But we’ve already put on our war paint, and maybe we’ll see. Who will be releasing the doves at the end.

Have a good Sunday, sky arches.