The Old Tin Sandwich

I have been so busy of late, working on several projects at once. You see with the Covid era we have been through, and the hours of not working at the “day job” because of furlough – it was necessary to keep active. To be creative, and occupied. So, as a writer and poet, it was a time of productivity. From writing articles for zines, to self publishing another book of poetry, to collaborating with other writers, and even recording a track for a spoken word album. On top of that I am working on a third novel, editing two books of my own, and helping a mate out with publishing a memoir written by his late wife for charity.

So, you can see. I haven’t been lazy, just watching Netflix and Amazon Prime the whole time.

The track for the spoken word album is called

A Dance With The Devil Called Chance, which appears on the new Croydon Tourist Office compilation Friends Of Croydon Tourist Office

Friends Of Croydon Tourist Office

This track is a whopping eight minutes and eight seconds long, and is an extract from another forthcoming book titled The Forgotten Whisper On The Wind, my third collection of Pulp Fiction Poetry. But, anyway I digress. With my latest collection of poetry Pop Versus Subterranean having recently been published, I realised that under my own imprint I had published ten books since 2016.

I had had the idea of my own small publishing press since the mid 90s, when I had embarked on trying to be a writer.

As those of you who have read my blog over the last few years, you will have seen that I am inspired by the Beat Generation, and being brought up in the 70s , I had developed that Punk attitude of doing it for yourself.

From my conscious decision came the idea of Beatnpress. So, naturally when I began to self publish I developed my “brand”. I had aspirations to not only write, but to help other writers. However, I had lacked the confidence to really go for it. That is, until now. When life was paused, it made me evaluate. I considered what I wanted to do. I saw what I had managed in recent years, but didn’t want to go backwards. I was more determined than ever to try and make things work. Opportunities come your way, and sometimes you need something to kick your behind – so that you can really make those dreams and aspirations come true.

By creating http://www.beatnpress.co.uk I have provided myself, not only a platform for myself, but hopefully in the future, a platform for others.

Something that, at the moment gives me a sense of pride.

Anyway. I am sure readers, you are wondering what all this has to do with an old “Tin Sandwich”? Well. Nothing really – apart from recently I wrote a poem that I thought I would share at the end of this post. 😊

The Old Tin Sandwich
Clamped between the lips
The tongue bending as the note is found.
The vibration waves through the
Comb
Then the Blues wails
With its responsive sound.
A rhythmic backbeat
Is found by stomping feet, claps or drums.

Yes the harmonica hums.
The he haw
See saw
And a bit of wah wah
Hollow cheeks filled and then empty
Giving the sound plenty-
Streaming across the teeth
Cupped hands
Wave
Fanning the passion
And
The emotion
As nearby
A Guitar simply weeps.
The hum is electric
As a crowd watches on.
The eyes are closed
Where did that note come from?
Is it a spiritual
A sound from the past?
Is it an echo of anguish
Or a triumphant sound?
Is it from down low
From beneath the ground?
Is it from the core.
Hunched over in midnight blue
A musician puts a spell on you.
The knee jerk of the call and response.
The onlooker may give a whoop of appreciation
Or just a silent nod
But either is alright
When it’s music that can be loved,
And the rhythms wash over you.
The Old Tin sandwich
Is never stale
When you learn to breathe life into the Cosmos.
©Jason Disley (April 2021)

The Old Tin Sandwich

My Debut Album: Speakeasy

Speakeasy by Jason Disley – Available now!

It is now available! The spoken word album that began as a concept back in 2016.

When I was approached after sharing a poem on a popular social network, and asked if I would like to record something. I jumped at the opportunity. It was something that had never really crossed my mind. But, as soon as it was proposed, I thought – yes! So then Rick Blackman – the musician and producer who had proposed the idea – and I got to work on teaming up original compositions with my poetry. So it began – a fulfilling and exciting period of creativity. It was a project that was done over long distance. Rick lived up in the north west of the UK and I lived in the South West. But with the use of today’s technology we were soon able to work well together, swapping ideas and doing our best to create an interesting body of work. Both Rick and I love music and have an affinity with various styles of music. Both of us are interested in the history of British subcultures, especially the mid twentieth century. This is reflected in some of the music on the album. There are many nods to those periods. There is also a very European feel to it, and with one track – Breathless there is a real sense of French cinema in the music. In fact Breathless is read in French by Gabriela Giacoman – the lead singer of the French band French Boutik. Serge Hoffman, also of French Boutik also adds his voice at the start of the album, supplying and setting the scene with an introduction that allows the listener to imagine the album has been recorded live in a club in Paris.

To add to this, fellow writer Jason Brummell has kindly written a fictional scene as a foreword to the twelve page booklet that is included with the CD.

When Adam Cooper, the head honcho at Heavy Soul Records heard the demos and agreed to releasing the album. You can imagine how thrilled I was. This was an incredible moment. I was at the beach with my family when I received the call. You can imagine how I was when I heard the news. I was jumping up and down in my swim shorts on the beach. Onlookers probably thought I was trying to invent a new dance! I was that elated. Even with the yes, due to the schedule and the album taking its place in the run of things, it took another year for this release date to arrive. In the meantime I have worked hard at improving my craft. Becoming more comfortable with performance, (I even host a regular spoken word evening called Speaky Blinders) and have written quite prolifically. Returning to these poems will be a joy as I endeavour to share what is on the album in the coming months.

Here is just one of the tunes off the album for you

The Weekend – from Speakeasy by Jason Disley with music by Rick Blackman

Buy Speakeasy here! Heavy Soul Records

More news about Speakeasy soon.

JD.