Walking on the Estuary Hill – Adrian Green

The curlew and the heron call, the hissing mud and whispering wings beat eery through the idle air until the moonlit midnight silence falls and…

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The Tenor Man – Adrian Green

Pottering around the stage, a hyperactive ancient in his own backyard – independent of the band it seems. Disrhythmic shuffling of ashtray, beer, a pack…

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String Bass – Adrian Green

Some like to dominate, others caress a voluptuous rhythm on pliant strings. This pulse drives life through wanton counterpoint, the heart and harmony of things….

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Sailing Barges off Southend – Adrian Green

Drifting on a tide from long ago, They swing at anchor silently Wreathed in early morning mist, Like ghosts grown mellow with antiquity. With names…

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Pink Champagne (for Digby Fairweather) – Adrian Green

Not blues in twelve but there is joy and pink champagne, the maker’s music trading eights in syncopated synergy from Dixieland to Rock ‘n’ Roll,…

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Mirror – Adrian Green

There are no lies in the morning no cheating of age an illusion of eye smoothing skin over bone. No portrait hidden away becoming skeletal…

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Luna Lake Haiku – Adrian Green

New moon on the lake. Your voice and the nightingale serenade springtime. Full moon on the lake. Your voice and the waterbirds celebrate summer. Old…

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Bluenote Time – Adrian Green

in the soft jazz and midnight hour your eyes are dancing close to mine a sway of hips, a touch of lips while on the…

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