Tragic Loss of Erik Petersen

I love music but I must confess I struggle to find new bands or artists these days that inspire me as they did when I was in my teen years. Yeah I know I am one of those boring old farts who continuously rant about how great the sixties and the seventies were and the music today all sounds the same. Oh no – I think I am beginning to sound a bit like my parents. However I do make an effort to try and listen to new bands and as part of my lifestyle relaxation program I like to pour myself a glass of wine and sit trawling through artists, unknown to me, on YouTube in the hope of finding something of brilliance.

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January this year I discovered the band Mischief Brew that I just sat back and thought ‘WOW’. Erik Petersen the songwriter in the band, produced lyrics that cut to the bone with the music raw and dissonant with a distinctive timbre producing something unique and brilliant. The first song I listened to was Dirty Pennies. This song is about a peasant lady and her friendship with a young boy that proved Erik Petersen talents in song writing and are worth reading on their own. It starts with the lines:

“In a small town where all knew all, wondered a peasant lady nobody knew,
But her only friend was a young boy, brought her hot tea and leftover stew,”

Full lyrics Dirty Pennies click here.

I had a holiday planned, for July, in Florida this year and being Mischief Brew came from America I thought I’d check to see if they were performing anywhere near to where I was staying. Ironically, whilst I would be in America Mischief Brew would be in England playing, my chance to see this band lost.

It was whilst in America that I read the tragic news of Erik Petersen who had gone missing and later to be found dead with the cause of death as suicide. It seemed Erik lived a tortured life suffering from depression and anxieties over the quality of his art and music not being as successful as his ambitious mind had set.

Here are some of the songs that made this man such a great talent and why the world of music will sadly mourn his loss.

Old Tyme Mem’ry by Mischief Brew

Squatter Envy by Mischief Brew

 

Erik Petersen at the age of 38 died on the 12 July 2016.

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Big Sam the Big Twerp

Sam Allardyce, the England manager, sorry former England manager is undoubtedly a twerp, a big one. Big Twerp Sam. He’s also a greedy twerp, a salary of £3m a year, I know times are tough with Brexit and all that but I think £3m would see most of us through the year and leave enough to cover the Christmas present for some relative that you only see once a year. Instead good old Big Twerp Sam decides to seek out other ventures to top his bank account for a rainy day. So he is a twerp and he is greedy and I am not sure if being a twerp covers the idiot characteristic or not so let’s throw it in for good measure.

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But Big Twerp Sam is a football manager, that gives him an IQ a little above a football player which has an average IQ 5 points greater than the Capuchin monkey of South America. No excuse I know but what were the FA expecting when they put him in charge. They knew his past history, it did not need Nostradamus to predict, as anyone could have told you it will be a colourful appointment. So we know he’s an idiot and shouldn’t have done it bla di bla di bla but I have few gripes I would like to get off my chest.

Okay to start, why oh why on earth are the FA so shocked and if they believe what he has done to be so wrong why have  they not fired him, terminated his contract, so he would receive nothing. Instead they come to a mutual agreement that means he walks away with a £1m for 67 days work, my calculations tell me that is just under £15k a day. Damn I need to put in for a pay increase or come to some mutual agreement. Hey; but no surprise there, as the FA is controlled by a load of idiots with an IQ marginally above that of a football manager. But that’s not what really gets me about this cataclysmic whammy; it is the newspaper that set the trap. The Telegraph, why is our press and media so intent on wrecking anything we try to build. I understand the press should report fairly when somebody has done something wrong but to go to the lengths of setting someone up and tempting them in for good headlines has to be wrong. It just seems our press are ready to pounce whenever they get a sniff. I am not saying if Sam Allardyce is right or wrong to have lost his job over this all I am saying is the job as England manager is hard enough and instead of our press looking for stories to rip into their next victim why not, for a change, get behind them and be positive with your copy. And, maybe, you never know it might rub off on the team and maybe just maybe, okay let’s not get too carried away, but it can’t do any harm to back and support you country. But I guess that don’t sell papers.

In under 500 words love, romance, pain and a twist

A snap piece of flash fiction for you. Sometimes there is no reason but I thought it would be fun to write this piece to provide to you in a few words as possible a story of mixed emotions with a twist to complete.

A romantic novel should have a emotionally satisfying and optimistic ending. My attempt at romance: Are watching Mills and Boon!

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Click Here for Flash Fiction Romance – Last Flight Home

Enjoy friends!

 

Z the end of the Alphabet and the end of my story on The Plantagenet’s

I have made it through to Z and I really couldn’t think of anything with a ’Z’ Plantagenet related so would just like to thank everybody who has followed my series this month on one of the most amazing families that has ever ruled England.

I hope I have been able to provide you with a little insight to how this family worked and sparked an interest for you to further investigate. There are many interesting facts that surround the Plantagenet’s unfortunately too many to cover in this month.

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Thanks again,

 

Rob