I never could get the hang of Thursdays

John Cooper Clarke
26/08/2009, 6:09 pm
Filed under: Music

Today I’ve been listening to John Cooper Clarke, poet of the people and yet unpublished. I wont copy and paste his life story, if you’re that interested read for yourself on his website by clicking on the picture. I will say it was the 70s, and he was very much part of the Manchester punk scene.

For a small taster, listen to Nothing below (It’s a .wma, so it should open up in media player).

I love this poem, the way he reads, the northern accent, the gritty, dreary feeling, the complete lack of anything in the poem. The use of the word nowt.


If you like it enough, you can download a cassette bootleg version of the first album Où est la maison de fromage? from the above website.


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