This ‘something’ was written in March 2016 following an 18-month drought of creativity, triggered by having discovered the crap reality that having a decent degree doesn’t mean you just walk into a half decent job (or any job). I only stumbled on these words the other day tucked inside an old guitar case I keep under the bed. They read a bit juvenile angsty, but when I wrote them I think I was at odds with the world. It was around that time I decided to beat the unforgiving system and become Zoolon.
THE BEAUTY OF THE CHASE
The mixed-up universe inside my head?
Yeah? What of it? And?
I used to keep it under lock and key
It’s full of bright colours, full of alphabets
I know I’ll never read or see
I remember not so long ago
I bought a season ticket to a dark place
Where I lived in a ring of shadow
Where I went missing leaving no trace
Where words and music were under curfew
Where I had no breathing space
Where I discovered the kill could never match
The beauty of the chase
It feels weird reading that one again, anyway, time for some music. Another one from my new album, ‘Rainbows End’. Each track from the album can be downloaded for £1 or the whole ten track album for just £4 (or equivalent in whatever currency you use). The purchase links follow the song. Anyway, this lively number is called ‘Hooked’. I hope you enjoy;
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George Blamey-Steeden 
Very pleased you did become Zoolon!
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Thanks, Lucy. It always feels like a cheat when someone morphs from one name to another name. A proper morph should be something spectacular.
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Hey, I think Zoolon is pretty spectacular! Don’t do yourself down!
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Zoolon Vader would have done me. The guitar strings could be replaced by lasers. Neat.
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That would be pretty epic, I admit.
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Probably Zoolon Skywalker would have been a better choice thinking about it.
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Zoolon Vader could be your alter-ego. For those darker beats.
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True. Yoda on vocals? Zoolon the Hutt would get the girls, but then I’d not be Instagram friendly. I mean, most people when they take a selfie look like a Mr Potato Head, but with Hutt’s a selfie is unthinkable.
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There’s not a filter in the world that could handle that!
I’m liking the sound of this ensemble very much indeed, however.
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For it to work I need a replacement violin. Mother dear sat on mine last Christmas. I anticipate a new one this Christmas. If my present is a violin then a quick morph and I could be Princess Zooleah on the fiddle…I’ll cancel that one, my mates would never let me live it down!
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HahahaHA! Oh, the buns would suit you, dear chap. What a pity about your violin, I hope Santa brings you a new one. Keep it away from your mother’s bottom! On another note, how very talented you are. Impressive.
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Have a great Christmas.
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You too 🙂
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Yes, but I could connect with this verse, Lord Zoolon. I think you write with artistic intellectuality, that is what when I read your poetry I feel that sense of connection.
I heard your music. Very pleasing to the ear. I don’t know much about the technicality of music but when I hear somethin I should like it.
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You are too kind, Lady Yasmin. Thank you.
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That’s the beauty of the chase Zoolon.
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Dear Zoolon,
I never get a chance to listen to your music for too many complicated reasons, but I live your poem. Just because you wrote it when you were young doesn’t mean it isn’t brilliant!!
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Dear Cathy,
Thank you. Nothing feels worse than being a loser in a game that was never meant to be a game. I am so pleased you read my old words. Thank you again, Zoolon aka George
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Your words have dazzling brilliance. Glad you are Zoolon and please stay angsty
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Thank you, Shey. I’d forgotten this until I found it. Even though it’s a bit confessional I think in the New Year I will make a song out of it.
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I hope you will xxxx
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Hmmm…season ticket to a dark place….I’m glad you emerged from that or perhaps let it give you inspiration.
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Thanks Anne. Once creativity returned the world looked a much better place.
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nice…
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Thank Aman.
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You are welcome…:-)
and you can visit my blog too…;-)
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“The kill could never match the beauty of the chase…” Indeed. The journey is always more beautiful than the destination itself.
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I agree, Marisselee – I think that’s the beginning of a rhyming verse! A lyric even.
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Creating music is like creating poetry but yours is beautifully packaged with sound and effects lol
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Thank you. You’ve just cheered up my day.
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Thank God you made the right decision – better for the rest of us! Keep it up 😊
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Thanks Vivian. It was a rotten time, getting a 1st class degree and finding no employers were interested in me. That’s why I started my own business! By the way, please check your email.
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Good for you! You’re an inspiration
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Thanks for that. Appreciated.
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You made the right choice! Will check, thanks😊
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Thanks, Vivian.
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Yeah, sometimes when we want our writing to be poetic it sounds like we’re being all angsty on purpose, but what I love here is that you’re genuinely working yourself out inside. And there’s something to keeping these questions safe with your music…rather like finding directions to a place you’re not sure you want to go to inside something long thought unimportant…hmmm, there might be a story in that…
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You write the story and I’ll compose the soundtrack. Have a great time at Christmas with a mass of presents, George
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I just might. 🙂
I found where Bo stashed my gifts, so my Christmas looks promising indeed. 🙂 xxxxxxHappy Christmas!xxxxxxxx
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It was a good idea to become a Zoolon.
That season ticket expired I guess.
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