Shadowsmiths interweaves moving images, music and poetry into synchronous montages and messages broken up by an interview narrative that asks some vital questions&
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Shadowsmiths interweaves moving images, music and poetry into synchronous montages and messages broken up by an interview narrative that asks some vital questions&
"Pulse" Whats your drumbeat, how do your feet meet When does your heart pump Ahhhh, when your pulse thump thumps Radiating lows and flows From your heartbeat goes and goes Broadcasting out the love from within Filling the frequencies with sound and skin The chomp CHOMP of life’s little pleasures As you nibble on the lighter notes, The friends and family antidotes Ante up, all hands on deck Show all your cards, no regrets or neglect No game can deflect when your wits know whatnot Without the little fear of the fear of the the “I-have-NOT-got-enough” Pffft, Once you’ve got life, you’ve won the game It’ll never be the same when its only you to blame Your ticker tracks the little tingles Up your spine when you fancy a mingle A little nervous jingle, from a queen with a snow smile, While away the whynots With pulsating playfulness and sneaky shots Tequila will makea you feela like a mantra from mexico The muchacho with the go go go. The liquid gold flows in the rivers of their bodies, The fire forged in bottles finds the fire in their bellies Spin great world, spin fast, spin slow Unspun unfurled unmasked who knows What vibration will tune your station The radiowaves from your human nation The playstation waiting in the atmosphere The medication The O2 that grows in you Blowing in the wind till it blows on through Connecting all the human dots Harmonizing the souls in a celestial hotpot A goulash of goners in a comeback sauce As collectives wake, freedom bakes and life loved is not lost, When the beep beep machine plays the rhythm of your life, sound in sight. On a magnetized machine gun bopping the boom boom that always felt right You see you’re the conductor and this is the greatest symphony The pulse is you, the pulse is me, The pulse is just to be.
Ciaran Callan
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