Poor Blake….and other happenings

“Poor Blake”

Apparently, this was the phrase most often uttered by friends of William Blake, best known as the visionary Romantic poet of the early 19th century.  When I say visionary, that is in the most literal sense, as he claimed to have actual visions for most of his life.  In his own day he was best known for his work as an engraver, and a highly skilled one at that.  His poetic genius was hardly recognized in his own lifetime, and even when it was recognized it was always qualified with a mention of his supposed “madness”.

Poor Blake indeed.

In financially precarious circumstances for most of his life, he relied on the patronage of friends who often gave him work more for his sake than for any need of their own.  Proud, stubborn, and fiercely outspoken, it seems that each of the patrons would, through some imagined slight or offense, find that even their charitable natures could not bear to put up with Blake for an extended period of time.

Poor Blake, scaring off the very people who most wanted to help him.  Still, there is something so deeply admirable to go to one’s grave with an unshakable belief in one’s very rightness.  To pass from this world into the next with such assurance takes a man of incredible courage or premonition, and Blake seems the type that possessed both.  Upon yet another failure, he had this to say….

“If a man is master of his profession, he cannot be ignorant that he is so; and if he is not employed by those who pretend to encourage art, he will employ himself, and laugh in secret at the pretences [sic] of the ignorant, while he has every night dropped into his shoe, as soon as he puts it off, and puts out the candle, and gets into bed, a reward for his labours of the day, such as the world cannot give, and patience and time await to give him all that the world cannot give.

Today, his place among poets is beyond discussion, even if his longer pieces can be “difficult” (to use the polite and all-encompassing term).   It should not take much effort to see why his example is particularly relevant to any struggling band or musician.  So, we toil, take pride in our work, and must content ourselves with the possibility that our only reward is that which we grant ourselves.

So be it.  Poor Blake.

In other news, we have indeed wrapped up all the sonic elements of our next EP, which we are putting out as Starts & Stutters.  If you’ve been listening over the past few weeks then you are already familiar with the new songs.  We have heaps more to record, and are doing our best to scrounge up funds to keep them coming, even if no one is listening.

However, it would seem that some of you are listening, and for all of your support we do thank you.  Some of of our more eager fans set up a facebook page dedicated solely to getting our new tracks added to rotation on JJJ, which might possibly be the nicest thing anyone has ever done for the band, if we don’t count all the couches and floors and free beers that have come our way.  But still, thank you for spending your minutes of both time and phone credits on our behalf.

If you’d like to get your hands on a single early, head on over to Triple J Unearthed where you can download a free copy of the single, as well as leave a review, be it scathing, praising, or somewhere in between.

As always, we can be found everywhere….and more.


That’s all for now.  Support your local starving artist.  We’re dying out here…

Mark

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One Response to “Poor Blake….and other happenings”

  1. “Poor Tom”?!?!?!? Good grief, not again…. « slantrhyme Says:

    […] was a tireless worker who was rather hapless and unlucky with his financial affairs (thus “Poor Blake“), T.S. Eliot was a creature of his nervous disposition, and “Poor Tom” was a man […]

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