Angel of Esquiline Hill / Will Dockery

November 13, 2014

Angel of Esquiline Hill / Will Dockery

Angel of Esquiline Hill

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Angel of Esquiline Hill

Did she go too far?
Waiting on the new crowded,
waiting for the woman with a gun.
Little prisms  semi-naked on horseback,
dark halo surrounds her beautiful evil.
Sirens ring out tonight.
Sirens over Benning Hills tonight
little speckles of starlight..

Did she go too far
from the North Highland?
Did she go the way of the world and the wood?
Pale blue skin and sky
she’s a Goddess now, on high.
Sirens ring out, sirens ring out
on Esquiline Hill.

On her wit we humbly wait.
Arm and Hammer tattooed on her shoulder.
Goddess gold and dusted
and roaring.
Dodge or on a dare,
on a sturm and drang,
watch her run like wild horses.
Sirens ring out, on that hill tonight,
sirens ring out like little speckles tonight.
Did she go to far,
from the North Highland?
Did she go too high
pale blue sky and skin.

Let me take you down she says,
down, down again.
Let me take you down son,
take you down,
into the sirens… on high.

Did she go too far?
Waiting on the new crowded,
waiting for the woman with a gun.
Prism, semi-naked on horseback.
Dark halo, frames her beautiful evil.
Sirens ring out… sirens ringing.
Little flecks of starlight over Benning Hills.
Spiderweb whirls, pale blue skin and sky,
Stars flicker tonight.
Starlight, sirens ringing on Benning Hills,
she’s gone too high.
Let me take you down, she says.
Let me take you down… to silence.

-Will Dockery (words), Rob Wright & Jack Snipe (music)

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She Sleeps Tight

November 7, 2014

She Sleeps Tight

Sleeps so tight
she has a marksman’s eye.
Maker’s mark
tattoo firewater spine.
Leather shoes
but nowhere to go.

Dice and coins
scattered in the snow.
Dice and coins
scattered in the snow.

Won’t be long,
until I see her face.
She’s waiting
in an undisclosed place.
I’ve been conspired
banned from my muse.

This won’t stick
poor boy’s all confused.
This won’t stick
poor boy’s all confused.

In Salem town
she keeps her chin so high.
Darkened breeze
she smiles as I roll by.
Step inside
she looks for tables left.

Wink at time
nothing lasts except yourself.
Wink at time
nothing lasts except yourself.

Like a Steamboat
she plans to roll on down.
To the Gulf
out of this dirty town.
Copper mesh
kept stuffed in a jar.

Sharp cold hit
turning wine to water.
Sharp cold hit
turning wine to water.
Sharp cold hit
turning wine to water.

We know him
eye deed by his ship.
In a trap
a kind of goosechase trip.
Whiskey fumes
and stale gunsmoke.

Sunk and drowned
with all her knives and jokes.
Sunk and drowned
with all her knives and jokes.

Sleeps so tight
she has a marksman’s eye.
Maker’s mark
tattoo firewater spine.
Leather shoes
but nowhere to go.

-Will Dockery (words)
Brian Mallard (music)

World AIDS Day Concert with The Shadowville All-Stars

November 7, 2014

“I felt a door opening in me and I entered the clarity of early morning. One after another my former lives were departing, like ships, together with their sorrow.” -Czeslaw Milosz

*** Will Dockery & The Shadowville All-Stars to perform at the World AIDS Day Concert ***

World AIDS Day Concert with The Shadowville All-Stars
SoHo Bar & Grill
5751 Milgen Road, Columbus GA.
November 29th 2014 – 9pm – Closing

“Would youaad32 come to me If I was half drowning, an arm above the last wave. Would you come to me, would you pull me up?” -Lou Reed

“The United States has performed the greatest act of heroism since it jumped into World War Two… millions of people owe their lives to U.S. aid that has made life-saving medicine available to people with HIV. More than six-and-a-half million people in Africa are now getting HIV and AIDS treatment thanks to medical aid from the U.S. and other countries” -Bono, in the New York Times

Come join myself, host Jeremy Hobbs and the Shadowville All-Stars (Jack Snipe, Rob Wright, Brian Mallard, Gary Frankfurth, Eric M. Gunter & Mike Matthews with special music & poetry guests) at the Old SoHo Bar & Grill, 5751 Milgen Road on Saturday November 29th 2014 for the local version of the World AIDS Day Concert. Fun, merryment and music on the Legendary stage of SoHo as we raise funds to help us cure this disease (that can hit anyone, gone are the days when folks sneered that it was only a “gay” illness) which Bono and others feel it’s possible to have an AIDS-free generation by 2016 since a decade-long push to fight the global epidemic of HIV and AIDS means a new goal is in sight. Let us make it so!

Show starts at 9:00 pm with set-up around 7:00 pm with some programs and educational discussions hosted by Jeremy Hobbs, myself and others, as well as the entire Shadowville Circus of friends and artists doing their bit. We will busk on the sidewalk, weather permitting, or if the cold winds blow, as November 2nd as I type this is any indication it could be a long chilly season coming, indoors where the best in soul warming adult beveridges and other great stuff are available form the friendly bartenders of Old SoHo. This is a free concert by The Shadowville All-Stars and Friends for the people, all people, and of course donations for Chattahoochee Valley Better Way and their work in raising awareness and research into the cure of AIDS will be gratefully accepted.

Tickets: Free, Donation Requested.
All Ages

Full Details: http://www.reverbnation.com/show/14628078

She Sleeps Tight

April 24, 2009

corning-townShe Sleeps Tight
 
Sleeps so tight
she has a marksman’s eye.
Maker’s mark
tattoo firewater spine.
Leather shoes
but nowhere to go.

Dice and coins
scattered in the snow.
Dice and coins
scattered in the snow.
 
Won’t be long,
until I see her face.
She’s waiting
in an undisclosed place.
I’ve been conspired
banned from my muse.

This won’t stick
poor boy’s all confused.
This won’t stick
poor boy’s all confused.
 
In Salem town
she keeps her chin so high.
Darkened breeze
she smiles as I roll by.
Step inside
she looks for tables left.

Wink at time
nothing lasts except yourself.
Wink at time
nothing lasts except yourself.
 
Like a Steamboat
she plans to roll on down.
To the Gulf
out of this dirty town.
Copper mesh
kept stuffed in a jar.

Sharp cold hit
turning wine to water.
Sharp cold hit
turning wine to water.
Sharp cold hit
turning wine to water.
 
We know him
eye deed by his ship.
In a trap
a kind of goosechase trip.
Whiskey fumes
and stale gunsmoke.

Sunk and drowned
with all her knives and jokes.
Sunk and drowned
with all her knives and jokes.
 
Sleeps so tight
she has a marksman’s eye.
Maker’s mark
tattoo firewater spine.
Leather shoes
but nowhere to go.

-Will Dockery (words)

  Brian Mallard (music)

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