FRED YEAST

R E S E R V E S R E V E R

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 09:14:05 -0400

R E S E R V E S R E V E R

Machine

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 15:35:11 -0400

Water streams inside the drum
like blood pouring from the fugitive’s wound

The hairs stuck to the stained bath serve only to remind that we, like them, are savages too.

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 08:26:34 -0400

The hairs stuck to the stained bath serve only to remind
that we, like them, are savages too.

MOON DUO

Mon, 26 Nov 2012 17:07:00 -0500

Read the review Fred co-wrote with E Thompson for the girls are ~~here~~.

Photo by Fred Yeast

Wed, 10 Oct 2012 13:01:43 -0400

Photo by Fred Yeast

EVERYONE'S A POET, BABY!

Thu, 04 Oct 2012 14:58:00 -0400

Fred is reliably informed that today is National Poetry Day. Yes! That day when we can all stake a claim to living, breathing and just being the language of all those greats who, through the ages, filtered or fuddled meaning from the course of the everyday and wrote it down in a way quite like no other could, can or will. Teachers pontificate to their students that we’re all poets deep down, we’ve all got a story to tell, you’ve just got to open your mind and be creative. And so, up and down the land, trees are cut down, the wood is pulped, the pulp is dried, processed, retailed and eventually written on. Fortunately, as folk become more conscious of their compartmentalised bins, there is a greater chance now than at any other point in history that their daubed-on paper will actually be put to good use, before eventually finding its way to the sea. Toilet roll is my first thought here.

And so, without further ado, let me unveil to you Fred’s Five-Point Poetry Day Plan:

Close your eyes and take a deep breath. Go on!
You feel that? You’ve just breathed in the same air as that which William Shakespeare did, this very day, albeit 400 years ago!
Inspiration gained. Now think of something really sententious. Pretentious will do. As long as it’s pretty short. In fact, let’s say five syllables. Struggling? OK, let’s make this a bit easier. You can count the syllables on your fingers if needs be.
Got something but not sure it’s all that? Don’t panic! Have another go at a five syllable one. People tend to get a seven quite easily, but those fives sure are tricky.
OK, we’re there. Stick the five on top, whack the seven in the middle, and place the second lot of five on the bottom. No, it’s not a syllable sandwich; it’s your very own haiku, and you your very own poet!

Here ends the Five-Point Plan. If you’re feeling really good, go and share your wares! People will really warm to you. But whatever you do, make sure you put the recycling out for Monday morning.

ENDS

Fred Yeast reads his poem, Normandy. This is the third of three...

Mon, 17 Sep 2012 14:00:00 -0400

Fred Yeast reads his poem, Normandy. This is the third of three recordings posted in the run up to Fred’s first publication. Details of the launch night coming soon!

Divine.

Fri, 07 Sep 2012 12:33:23 -0400

Divine.

WE DO NOT CONTAIN DNA JUNK

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 14:34:03 -0400

Remember this day

Left: New Health Secretary Jeremy HuntRight: Risible 80s...

Tue, 04 Sep 2012 12:48:00 -0400

Left: New Health Secretary Jeremy Hunt
Right: Risible 80s throwback Timmy Mallet

Early into the season though it is, this post-match interview...

Mon, 03 Sep 2012 18:21:10 -0400

Early into the season though it is, this post-match interview will take some beating. Di Canio at his animated and colourful best.

Friend by Fred YeastThe second audio in the lead up to...

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 15:25:34 -0400

Friend by Fred Yeast
The second audio in the lead up to Fred’s debut publication

Today dream pop outfit Wild Nothing release Nocturne, their...

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 09:18:00 -0400

Today dream pop outfit Wild Nothing release Nocturne, their follow-up to 2010’s ethereal debut Gemini. Here’s a snippet of what to expect in the shape of album opener ‘Shadow’; a luxurious, langourous, four-minute drift through lispy drums, familiar guitar lines and impassive wails (‘I tried to feel something for you | But that’s all that I can do’). There’s more than a hint of maturation in the sound, though, with elegant string sequences becoming the centrepiece. It makes for something like seeing a kestrel hovering above a grassy verge on a pleasant motorway journey through verdant Wiltshire in late August: edifying in its brevity, but not something that will captivate for hours on end.

Filming Dr Who xmas special

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 08:07:41 -0400

Filming Dr Who xmas special

Gull & Buoy mixtape cover art #1

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 08:02:14 -0400

Gull & Buoy mixtape cover art #1

Gull & Buoy mixtape cover art #2

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 08:01:05 -0400

Gull & Buoy mixtape cover art #2

Gull & Buoy mixtape cover art #3

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 07:59:20 -0400

Gull & Buoy mixtape cover art #3

Buckets and spades. Bank holiday Sunday. Windbreaks, deckchairs, pink candy floss. Fish and chips,...

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 05:52:00 -0400

Buckets and spades. Bank holiday Sunday.
Windbreaks, deckchairs, pink candy floss.
Fish and chips, plastic cartons, Cardiff City football shirt.

Dragon tattoos and sunnies.
Penny floaters, sandcastles, squawks of seagulls,
Names in the sand.

Donkey rides, dodgem cars, high tide,
Sea breeze, water slides.
Sugary tea, powdery milk, 99s.

Plastic tub filled with coppers,
David Bowie’s ‘Ashes to Ashes’,
A man pinned down by four security staff.

Kites, trackie bottoms, holding hands.
A Doberman. Two Dalmations.
Flipflops, rucksacks, pushchairs, bikinis.

Rolled-up trousers, white toes, mild sunburn.
Spraytan, highlights, disposable cameras.
Whiffs of seaweed, West Country acents.

Parasols, pot bellies, zimmer frames, wheelchairs.
Carers, vendors, pinball machines,
A cross-dressing karaoke star at the railway bar.

A bike with stabilisers tearing across the sand
A sign for ½ price rides, a trio of Union flags.
Socks and sandals, Lambretta bikes.

The handwritten licence above the pub door.
Echoes of cheers pouring onto the street.
A child screaming. A father chuckling.

Team GB t-shirts, carousels, waltzers.
A misjudged throw, mint choc chip.
Chimneys in Wales. A saree.

Apologies,

Weston-super-Mare

Tracks

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 05:50:34 -0400

Tracks

Stretch

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 05:49:43 -0400

Stretch