Dogs aloud

Sorry. Couldn't resist that title. No insult to Girls Aloud (the pop band) intended. In fact I barely know who they are and probably couldn't pick any one of them out of a line-up. Does that mean that (finally!) I'm too old for new pop music? Hurray! (Luckily our Lovely Girl prefers oldie music like Fleetwood Mac just now.)

So anyway, some of you wanted the 'We are dogs' poem from the last post read aloud. Here it is. I hope you like it.

While I'm here there's a couple of blog things I wanted to say....

Any more recorded versions of other people's poems? Keep them coming please! Here's Sorlil's, here's Titus', here's mine (still with pause!). All women so far...girls aloud indeed...

Also thanks Kat for the award recently. I do appreciate these things even if I don't always follow the chain with them or anything. I pretty much always appreciate anyone saying they like a poem (or anything I write really) and Kat calls me 'established' (which shows how far away she lives from here!). Over here I'm still fairly obscure and overlooked (as a poet anyway). Sniff. No really, I'm fine with it. Sniff. No really. Attention-seeking is so last year.

I wanted to say something about the blog following thing too...I don't really use that system. Maybe it's the name that puts me off, maybe it's the mug shots...but I use the blog list instead. Of course you should feel free to follow me if you like using that feature...as long as, you know, you don't follow me anywhere...uninvited...

And now...let's end on a song...it's always the best way and hark, the girls aloud theme continues...because they started out on talent show TV, didn't they? Anyway, we (the three women in this house – Mark to be excluded from all the following) don't watch any of the X Factor/Pop Idols/Got Talents or any of that but we do watch some of the BBC family entertainment shows in a similar vein (no ads, no Cowells, no Piers bloody Morgan). In the spirit of family unity we sit together and watch the ballroom dancing silliness in the autumn (it's about the only thing we can watch across the generations) and also some of the singing competition shows (the search for Joseph, Nancy from 'Oliver' etc.). OK, I tend to be doing something else at the time (sometimes blocking my ears) but I am in the room when they are on and I like odd moments here and there. In the Nancy one (last year) a young woman from Ireland (Jessie Buckley) sang like a total dream. She didn't win the show but listen to the following clip and imagine what it must be like to be able to sing a Judy Garland song like that in your teens! Man alive (as Sorlil might say). And even if you don't like Andrew Lloyd-Webber (I'm more or less indifferent...probably should hate him...don't really) it is well worth watching for his oh-look-I've-laid-an-egg moment near the end.



Karaoke TV? Maybe... but she's still a fantastic singer. And look she has a wikipedia page already. Stars are born and all that.

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