unwaith eto o'r brig

Dyn Chwilfrydig y Mor [ brasluniau ]

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UnEven Street [ brasluniau ]

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space round the back [ notes ]

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there are no animals.
no birds, no cats, no foxes.
just desolation, emptiness, conceit.
this is the 'gap'.
some people look at this space and 
see the past.
their past.
others look at this 'gap' 
and imagine the future.

some people are dealing with realities.
while others consider possibilities.

strange times on the De / City Tour.
seeing this all over.

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Custom House

Lavernock Point

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Penarth Headland

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one thing leads to another.
as always. 
the shadow of a man. 
each day up from the sally down the docks into town.
and days spent in the doors of the western and echo

Welcome Back [ Custom House ]

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Standing in the doorway to the Custom House you silently mouth a plea for small change. It's not your regular spot today and your recent shave is disappearing. The waterside is busy. You are not. 

Slowly you are becoming invisible and eventually you will disappear leaving only a shadow in each doorway of this street.

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An 11.59 Publication

Welcome Back [ Custom House ] originally appeared 
in the 2009 'Two Voices' pamphlet [ An 11.59 Publication ].

Kerbside

Penarth Headland

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Ranny Bay

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kerbside 

walked along this stretch of coast hundreds of times,
to the docks where i photographed the daily ritual 
of the kerbs being painted by elderly welders.
and to the pubs i am still too scared to go in
that echo the empty space between water and youth.

                                  steve coel

the memory marks a time etched into 
st. augustines stone from the headland above.

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rains on me

heb deitl

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i can remember rooms full of elderly people 
whose feet didn't reach the ground when seated.
hard times. hard people. hard lives lived.

saw it again recently. one difference.
younger people.
there are, everyday reminders of what is
rapidly being replaced.
the landscape of memory is being smashed,
not just threatened.

old photographs should be exactly that.
some things, so we are told, are best forgotten.

rains on me

steve coel

innocence doesn't exist here.

not even for the young.

only dead eyes stare from photographs

taken by drunk uncles.

short goodbyes to forgotten lovers

are etched into shop front, dockside

and idle backyard gossip.

De / City Tour continues.

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Ingot Studios

Birmingham

visiting shoes

homesick

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visiting shoes

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weapons

of a mind

warped by experience and time

distorted metal visions

roadside games

deserted streets destroyed

by the future

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Birmingham

Eight Rooms

Eight Rooms

[ the confession trade]

'...get good at anything and you will create

your own enemies.'

[ bukowski ]

extract[s].
thing you learns, my uncle told me, is that most folk will 
tell you the things you needs to know.
trick is to know how to get the right information quick.
uncle who taught us said that it's just a simple matter 
of gentle persuasion.rely on your rooms to get the right 
results, he said.
...this morning. only needed a plank of wood with a couple 
of nails and a clasp knife, and it's funny how fishing line, carefully knotted, works too. eight rooms minimum is 
the best number of rooms to have in this business. 
we knows that. used to be a trade secret.
trusted we are.so we gets plenty of work.
want to find out whose been busy lately?
bottle of whisky, a betting shop pen and padlock usually 
does the trick.
first time round.
where's the money gone?
cosy sofa, glass coffee table, bit of fake blood on the 
carpet, garden fork leaning on a chair...trust me.
see reputation is everything in this game.
if you hears someone gone missing or someone gone back 
home just spread the word. hint at reasons.
make it a bad one. job done. easy.
things can get difficult. a lie if you hears different 
because some people do try it on. thats how you learns 
to select right room.
all you needs to succeed in this game is a fucking good 
sense of fen shui and an ability to disguise yourself like.
stands to reason pays good. hours can be shit. but, if you
continues to get result they say you can retire young.
move on. go live in ibiza or the canaries or some place.
it's my family business at the moment.
just a job really.

Eight Rooms from Tin Collector [ 2015 ] 
by steve coel. An 11.59 Publication

UnEven Street

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De / City Tour - Eight Rooms.

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Ingot Studios

Birmingham

small country

small country

me? i like to walk.

i like listening to places.

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[ interview: American Audio Prose Library, Missouri, 1985 ]

12 months ago.
wave goodbye to the good times
...she noticed the writing when quickly dropping from 
view to hide from her minder. he was still busy looking 
for her and she didn't fancy getting beaten up again so 
soon after the last time.
evil man, evil temper, bad habits.
but not even street minders come in this place.
not here.
owner, seeing it all, simply placed her own drink 
on the table.
...watching her calmly go outside and have a quiet 
word with her minder,she could tell straight away who 
was more powerful.
she watched them shake hands.
tonight.
...she looked out to the empty dark street and once 
more at the words, by the door, written in her own 
language.

small country, from Tin Collector [ 2015 ] 
by steve coel, An 11.59 Publication.

UnEven Street

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De / City Tour - small country.

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Birmingham

hanging on to the bruised fence

hanging on to the bruised fence 

[ extract ]

...out of the system and placed inside a ball you are 

thrown against an uneven bridge of lies. this is 

much more than fantasy, as, triggered by piano mesh, 

it hurts you a lot.


almost like the first time.


your eyes speak for reason as you let alcohol fall 

to the ground and disappear into pockets of concrete.

steve coel


[ 'hanging on to the bruised fence' was 

part of the introduction to the Two Voices 

performances - 1999 - 2011. ]

Dinbych y Pysgod

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Dinbych y Pysgod

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the De / City tour starts again.

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Full Tilt at the Moon

...the singers swing

and musicians strike

drinks drunk 

as revels play.

                       

performed extracts from 'Downhill Struggle' for the 

first time in a long time this week.

still powerful in places.

De / City Tour [ Poster ]

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new poster ideas for the extended An 11.59 Publication tour 

which now continues until January 2017.

mud on a plate [ extract ]

from the sky

comes the crack of light.

fire burning into wood

as you offer me

mud on a plate.

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A Memory for Bukowski

A Memory for Bukowski


i watch you

throw your legs

out of the car

on the passenger side

on to the sidewalk.


straight into the path

of the local blind beggar

i watch you

kick away his stick

steal his money

and dig

your knife

in deep.


i watch you

step back into your car

and drive away

a poorer man.


steve coel

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De / City Tour.

seems never ending. this is a good thing. i think.


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Lighten up

Lighten up

mystery man...shadow man...is what they used to call him...

the thin whistle at dusk...returning from sea to die again...

over and over...shallower sea back then...better cut cloth...

broader smile...too many rope marks...twisted bones

on metal...drinks drunk...with sharp curses shared 

in dark corners...

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Ranny Bay, Lavernock

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keepin on, keepin on.

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Going on

Going on

poisonous words

leaving that familiar taste

it's a street thing really.

really

if it's going down

you're going to know

someone will always tell you,

get the message through.

so; stands to reason

you'll either deal with it

or leave.

quick like.

most neighbourhoods i know,

or knew,

have the same logic

every time.

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De / City Tour

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rumbles on.

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De / City Tour

heb deitl

steve coel

preparing for the next gig.

notes:

it's the duty of the blind men

to show us all the way

and daughters of the richer man

to make us want to stay

the seeker of the truth

who fights against his will

it's a great leap into darkness

for us all.

hard countryside.  hard people.

dakota by greyhound.


city nights. is all.

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curious man of the sea

Illustration - curious man of the sea

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Invitation Cover - Launch

curious man of the sea

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curious man of the sea [ sleeve notes ]

...and a private boudoir

of front page glamour...

written in a painstakingly spidery hand

will simply be...

the reflection of a women

breaking the pinking surface

of a puddle 

with her stride...

 The Wolf Within by steve coel [ 2017 ]

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Cadillac Heart

performed this week.

mainly pieces from cadillac heart [ 1986 - 1996 ].

just because.

sounded quite topical even out of my, by now, older mind.

i'm thinking of re-recording many of my previous works.

cadillac heart might just be one of them.

extracts [ lyrics, spoken word ] - selected at random.

His stick tip-tapping down the platform, sympathy and shock

the crowd parting. a bleak groan from a grown man

across the park, as fire cracks it's evil flicker.

pavements glisten, perspiring after another days 

heavy abuse...


a drunken shoe, ghosts dormant in a 

world gone crazy.

nightlife shovelled gleefully into

demanding hands...


gypsy souls drinking thimbles of wine

and scuffles down the street...

UnEven Street [ Poster ]

steve coel

the performances are shorter nowadays but the audience 

energy is still very high and positive.


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all that remained were words

all that remained were words

recently performed.

this was written around the same time as 'the house' 

and is published in weekend pass [ An 11.59 Publication ].

all that remained were words [ extracts ]

by 

steve coel

cherry hearts and shattered love

drinking whiskey from broken cups

in unlit rooms

newspaper on feet

keeping cold out and infected mind in...


a closely cropped wild beard

borders your face

and your eyes sing

of lost love and addiction...


next day you are dead

burned alive

in bushes

by children

and all that remains

are your words

1 - 2 - 3 - you can't kill me!

weekend pass

steve coel

tough to write.

tough to perform.

as it should always be.


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