Haiku inspired by music and over-doing it

(Take the space between
What you can articulate
Fill it with rhythms

Home town Blue plateau
Still riffing on Elmore James
With my brother's 'strat'

Leaves of red and gold
But I miss you most of all
Minor two-five-one

John McLaughlin
Mahavishnu, poise
Infinite dedication 
Follow your heart

Shabby red velvet
Phantoms drag long signal chains
Upsetting rhythms

​Chat to the barman
Flick a cockroach from your drink
Waiting for the band

​Vibing d'Angelo
Wan' some o' yo' brown sugar
In the coffee queue

We had a purpose
When all we ever wanted
Came in from the cold

Listening to Joni
In need of revival 
Restring my guitar

Listening to Joni
wondering if my hippie chicks
Ever come on line

This endless summer
Nostalgia for unwashed clothes
Songs played out of time

Dr Dre sells Beats
I'm in my crib styling
Nerdy AKGS

(Merimula Jazz Festival)
Cue the James Bond Theme
Make way for the jazz parade
​A"code red" event

Bill Frisell
Every Westie's dream
My Guitar hero's playing
My home town tonight

Happy Birthday Bob
Don't mistake paradise for
​That house down the road

National Folk Festival 2019

Old moonshine routines
Trains that don't stop her no more
Sleek new ones roll by

Vila Navio!
How come portuguese guitar
Never went viral?

Sax beats trumpets
Saxophone's got more buttons
He can play more notes


John Mackey
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​Anagramatic
vertical permutations
Digital Etudes


Lis Martin
Walking in the rain
Nothing but bliss to know you
The moon's turning bright


Wish upon a star
Days of Wine and Roses
No me esqueca
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Walk in gentle gentle rain
Living Brazilian rhythms
​Anticipation

The Radio star
In my mind and in my car
Video killed it

Dirges in the dark
But I can still remember
American Pie

Stairway to heaven
A bustle in your hedgerow
The lady's buying

When I find myself
Mother Mary comes to me
Wisdom, let it be

Our elaborate plans
Everything that stand ends here
Back of the blue bus

Honky Tonk women
Divorcees and ballroom queens
They give me the blues

No God save the Queen
This is a fascist regime
No future for you

You're gonna come down
So goodbye yellow brick road
And what lies beyond

Wanna feel the heat
I wanna dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me

Momma take this badge
I'm knockin' on heaven's door
That's what it feels like

Homesick Medicine
Thinkin' 'bout the government
I'm in the basement

Like a setting sun
Needle takes another man
Gone, the damage done

Smoke-rings of my mind
Hey, Mr Tambourine Man
Play a song for me

Really hit the skids
'Cos they got married early
Needed Counselling

Don't dream it's over
There is freedom within, without,
Trying to catch the deluge

Just like my mother
There's no pleasing some people
That's what it sounds like

Great God Almighty
But that country boy can play
John, it's time you left


We need more punk memes
Putting the attitude
Back into 'Platitude'

I got close enough
To shout "Mate, play some Barnsie"
He didn't get it

​Sappers round Khe San
Sold my soul and cigarettes
last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
(​Bird's nest in a can)


U2's free album
Download it from iTunes or 
Strum 'D' chords yourself

Dear Midnight special
I wore my best hipster threads
​Shine a light on me 

Princes kept their view
All along the watchtower
Barefoot servants too

The traffic flowing 
Reflections in the Canal
Corrine Bailey Rae

Coldplay hit Newtown
Stepped in something on King Street
It was all yellow

Blue heeler pup's bark
​Cuts through the grunger applause/ Down at the Sando

Writing an essay
While my guitar gently weeps
Like a jilted bitch

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Rock-you-versary
Thirty years of Spinal Tap
Cranked to eleven

I'm a voodoo chile
Standing next to a mountain
​(Karate chop) Pow!

Paul McCartney gets
The Legion of Honour for
Services to 'Jude' 

Money for nothin'
Ain't cultural capital
​ Nothin' for money

Waiting for Mike Stern
Among the glitzy hi-so
Wry guitar villians

Rock'n'Roll dream
Accumulate a fortune
Exploiting yourself

Last day of April
International jazz day
​Go play outside, y'all

When the islanders
Bring guitars to history
I'm history, too 

Everywhere you go
You always take the weather
The weather with you

Far from the Domain
Children under bedsheets hark
To Tchaikovsky's guns

It's stricly rhythm
Ain't what they call rock'n'roll
Trumpet playin' band

Honeysuckle rose
Night and day you are the one
Noone else, it seems

The Necks
Chris Abrahams and 
Lloyd Swanton and Tony Buck
Sticking their necks out
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​Peter Pan Goes Wrong
We paid good money for this
They're not set up yet!

We can break the rules
All is quiet on New Years Day 
But nothing changes

Bats with super ears
unaware of what c omes next
Flap above the crowd
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