Human Beings Are Fragile Things

Having been a drama student I've been in some student films, most of which I'd not like to see, and I'd like it even less if other people saw them. There are exceptions to this and the following video is the best example of that.

The guys who made it did a really good job on it and when it was screened at a local club (the Brickyard in Carlisle) I have to say I felt cool as fuck.



Any of you who've seen the blood face photograph I use on social networking sites now know where it comes from.

Wonder what the guys who made it are doing now. If you are still making films give me a shout, I'm skint and come v.cheap these days.

Farmer

My birthday was last week and my lovely girlfriend took me for the weekend to a lovely wee cottage in the Sperrin Mountains.

The Sperrins isn't a place I know too well so while there aside from all the partying and setting trends that we do we went for a cool walk. I had my video camera with me and Kristiina decided to shoot some footage for a video I wanted to make of my poem Farmer.

Farmer is (in my opinion) one of my best poems. It's different from the sort of stuff I'm known for but I wrote it when I was 21 and living in Carlisle, long before I'd ever heard of performance poetry or page poetry (nonesense terms used for sneering and boxing people in). It was also one of the first poems I had published (Fire no.26) and for that reason I'll always be very fond of it.

Here's the video: