DIALOGUE:

OF AN ODE TO A DEADAD

He was a good man, a tidy man,
He was a family man, not a hippy dippy man, man,
A lawn-mowing man,
He was a post-war man,
Not a post modern-man, not a man in search of a new vocabulary man,
Moreover, he was a Buy-a-British -car man, man,
He was a big man, a policeman type of man, man.
But
He forgot himself man
He was an angry man, man
He was of unsound methods man
If you could have heard the man shout man
If you could have felt his voice beating against your body man
He forgets himself man
He pushed my mother into the refrigerator man
Tried to freeze her man
He beat her man
He was a clear in his mind but mad in his soul man, man
A Hornblower, Hammond Innes, Hammond Organ, Easy Listening Man’s man, man
A James Bond, Barbara Striessand, SteakHouse type of man, man
And when he dies it dies man
That generation of stamp collecting, car-washing, handkerchief ironing, pipe smoking,  Onedian Line watching,  middle class, fondu-eating, God Save the Queening, man, man
When he dies
It dies
Man.
(Supper’s ready Eden.)
(Ranted in an Apocalypse Now! Hopper Flurry)

Running Time - 2 minutes 8 seconds
Written, performed, filmed and recorded by Andrew Kötting