Sunday, 7 March 2010


Something silly and spur of the moment. It's late Sunday night and I've realised I've not written anything for the Poetry Bus! So here's a quick one. I have to admit it's semi-autobiographical - the names have been changed for obvious reasons and it's a slight exaggeration. Slight. My only excuse is I'd spent a who term's student grant on a bass guitar in the first week of term and I had to play something on it. "Bob" had an amp.


Bob played guitar
I played the bass
Like desperadoes waiting for a train

Liz made the tea
Pete lost his place
Like desperadoes waiting for a train

We didn't have a clue
It was the only song we knew
Like desperadoes waiting for train

So we set up our gear
Every week for a year
And played desperadoes waiting for a train



Get Off My Lawn! said...

You gotta stop riding fences.
This was well done. Reminds me of Garage by Weezer.

The Solitary Walker said...

It's the Wild West brought straight to a pub in Didsbury! Love it...

Totalfeckineejit said...

Areeba! Areeba! Dominic y los trios paranoias!Likes it does I!

Titus said...

And so does I!
Has that lovely hall-of-residence feel about it, the refrain is wonderful and the final "again" raised my smile even higher.

Niamh B said...

have to agree with Titus here the "again" adds so much at the end to an already lovely poem. Inevitable repetitive patient impatient enthusiasm of youth

Karen said...

I can hear this one, and I'd like to. I agree with the others about the tone and the last line.

Pure Fiction said...

Good one! Says a lot in a few well chosen words - and made me snigger, too.

swiss said...

desperadoes indeed! nice one!

Jeanne Iris said...

Eventually, that train will arrive... no more desperadoes!

NanU said...

love it!

Anonymous said...

loved this, never been in a band, but have watched friends do this.
thanks for sharing
crazy field mouse

Argent said...

Loved it, so neat, not a word wasted! Was in a band years ago but we weren't desperados in any sense of the word.

Dominic Rivron said...

Thanks for these comments everyone. A few specifics:

GOML: Perhaps I need to explain. "Riding fences" = doing routine jobs as a substitute for getting the most out of life. It crops up in the lyrics to Desperado:

"Why don't you come to your senses?
You've been out riding fences so long now."

As for Weezer's In the Garage. I didn't know it. Now I know it, I really like it:

"In the garage where I belong
No-one hears me sing this song".

SW: Nearly. Not quite a pub in Didsbury - a bedsit in Fallowfield.

TFE: Pleased likes it does you!

Titus & Niamh: I thought about the neighbours, and "complain" as an ending, too.

Get Off My Lawn! said...

I did not know that about riding fences. I also really enjoyed the stick figure video. Weezer rules.

Dominic Rivron said...

Indeed. I've just whiled away my breakfast watching them on Youtube.

Poetikat said...

Very nice, Dominic. The simple ones are often the most memorable. (With that hook, how could you lose?)

Emerging Writer said...

I like the train -like repetition.

the watercats said...

lol!.. love this, and find it disturbing like my own life... now!