Devolution Music

independence

Scottish Independence is a serious business, and I am working up a serious post about economics, but as the polls close I thought it would be fun to think about the musical anthems the Yes and No campaigns should have chosen.

YES

Toxic – Britney Spears

I Will Survive – Gloria Gaynor

Call Me When You’re Sober – Evanescence

 

NO

Layla – Derek and the Dominoes

What About Love – Heart

If You Leave Me Now – Chicago

 

And a couple of bonus suggestions for the North of England or Wales

Take Me With You – Vast

I Will Follow You Into The Dark – Deathcab For Cutie

 

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Clair by Ruswa Fatehpuri

Clair

by Ruswa Fatehpuri

We make a seamless join
From knee to hip, shoulder, armpit
Your fragrant herbal hair
Against my cradling arm
A buttress arch reaching
To clasp a window frame
As we seek warmth and comfort
Upon the chapel pew

A romance in G minor
Orchestra chasing violin
In acrobatic leaps from wall to wall
Flirtation, conversation
Without words. Illuminating
Thoughts unspoken

Light scatters on the shadows
Where the buttress meets the window
Where the music lifts and leaps
Your knee. Your crossed, your uncrossed knee.
Your hand, my hand, our ungloved hands
The dancing strings;
The ringing chapel walls

A line where our lives meet;
An unforgiving pew
Your ear upon my heart
Tympanic, inarticulate.
The join, the perpendicular,
The buttress to the window frame.
Shadows reclaim the corners.
An exchange of warmth unvoiced

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DP: Let’s Dance – As the End Draws Near

As the End Draws Near

Ground tablets in over-steeped valerian tea. The ordered spin of stirring decays into a Brownian melee.The bitter flavour, the gritty texture is irrelevant to me now. It settles in my stomach, cooling and weighty. An anchor pinning me to the earth.

I brought my old tape deck for this moment, but I think the batteries are weak. The music drags like the ballerina in a jewellery box as the clockwork winds down.

I’m glad I chose a warm day, scudding clouds and sunshine. It is a day for dancing slowly, and coming to a stop.

END

 

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