Stupid Girl: #metoo poem now as spoken word with music

Preview of my new song to be released hard techno track with spoken word poem intro about sexual harassment.

This is a poem I recently shared here in a blog post. I’ve been working on putting it to music. Trigger warning: sexual abuse and swearing.

Here’s a link to the original blog post with the poem in written format:

https://heartseer.wordpress.com/2018/01/28/stupid-girl-a-poem/

©️Janey Colbourne 2018

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‘Trapped In Wealth’ my single now available on Bandcamp

BUY THIS TRACK HERE

I wrote and recorded this piece last year and published it on YouTube in response to journalist Charles Moore’s comment that David Cameron was “trapped in wealth”. I have now released it as a single track on Bandcamp and it is available to buy as a high quality digital download from my bandcamp site here.

Trapped In Wealth (The Poor Rich)

I am beyond enraged
I am in the cold steely frost on the other side
Trapped in wealth?
Unfortunate fate has bestowed a burden so great
The super rich.

The poor, poor rich engineer destiny
For the poor poor, so undeserving.

A burden so great
The super rich
engineer destiny.
The poor, poor rich.

I am beyond enraged
I am in the cold steely frost on the other side
Trapped in wealth?

The poor, poor rich engineer destiny
For the poor poor, so undeserving.

I am beyond enraged.
The super rich.
Trapped in wealth.
A burden so great.

I am beyond enraged
I am in the cold steely frost on the other side.

©️Janey Colbourne 2017

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My New Album ‘Take Your Power Back’

At last I have finished my album ‘Take Your Power Back’, which I have been working on over the past year. It is an album of electronic music with spoken word and song, of various genres and tempos, from dance to ambient. My intention is to create music that’s enjoyable to listen and dance to, whilst also having something worthwhile, outspoken and inspiring to say. The lyrics are an important part of the music and have a pretty strong message, challenging the dominant neoliberal cultural narrative and creating a new narrative of hope, personal empowerment, freedom, community and re-connection with the earth.

It is available to buy as a digital download from my bandcamp site here, either as the full album for £5 or as individual tracks, priced at either 80p or 60p each. Prices are plus VAT. You can listen to all the tracks before purchasing, and if you purchase you can choose unlimited streaming or high quality download. Enjoy!

Listen to my album here

This Is Capitalism

We live in a society in which peasants used to be paid in beer,
to keep them happy in their mundane lives,
To numb them from the reality of their poverty and enslavement.
Now we are paid in money,
and are expected to buy our own beer, wine, coffee, cake, toothpaste, perfume
(consumer goods for your satisfaction & distraction)
and this is capitalism.

The illusion of choice for the profit of the few;
Cars, houses, holidays you can spend your life paying for
(consumer lifestyle for satisfaction and distraction).
Advertisements advising on the meaning of our lives:
Do remind us how to fulfill our individuality through purchasing of mass produced goods, sold to the masses.

Do remind us;
Money is the new drug.
This is capitalism:
How you control our lives.

They dazzle your eyes and capitalize on your blindness.
Semantical tactics: Using language to define your reality.
“Consumer goods. Consumerism. We are consumers.”

Money is the new drug.
This is capitalism.
This is a prison.

Semantical tactics: Using language to define your reality.
“Consumer goods. Consumerism. We are consumers.”
The illusion of choice for the profit of the few.
They dazzle your eyes and capitalize on your blindness.

This is capitalism.

Define your reality.

Below the Skin

Below the skin

Red is my blood,
green is your sap.
Yet below the skin,
we are kin.
Complementary;
breathing each other in,
mutually
nourishing,
eternally
flourishing.

The iron that dwells
In the heart of her
The iron that flows
In my veins
Are one and the same

The heart of Suns
In the wood
And the cell
I am ocean
but for a membrane

When I die,
And the ocean leaves my body,
My spirit returns to the sea.
I am ocean but for a membrane.
The part of me that is earth,
My bones I will leave behind.
Under the skin, we are kin.

© Janey Colbourne 2017 all content
Image Janey Colbourne with PicsArt