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Pete Doherty: the artist

Cheesypoof

Fuck off Noddy
Banned
He is an ace songwriter, enchanting performer, and other era poet in the spirit of the romantics. A celebrant of a keen sense of Englishness, and purveyor of a sound that puts the squalor and poetry back into rock 'n roll, Pete could be king of England, as it says on his new site, he has whatever it takes, in spades.

Forget the tabloids. His music has changed my life and saved many others. He is definitely very mixed up and on a self-destruct mission, but if you omit the bile and concentrate on the music and read his journals from the books of Albion, you'll get the picture. Peace.
 
Cheesypoof said:
Pete could be king of England, as it says on his new site, he has whatever it takes, in spades.
Mmm, unlikely though seeing as he spends his time hanging round grubby squats in East London smoking crack.
 
I was talking about the potential Thora, u know what i mean.....x

And here is an example of the similarity of his poetry to Robbie Burns, whose festival pete read at in Edinburgh this year, not forgeting that Peter was invited to Russia at the age of 16 as a young English poet, with the British Council. read the excerpts below:

Robert Burns

The Rights of Women (excerpt)

While Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things,

The fate of Empires and the fall of Kings;

While quacks of State must each produce his plan,

And even children lisp the Rights of Man;

Amid this mighty fuss just let me mention,

The Rights of Woman merit some attention.

First, in the Sexes' intermix'd connection,

One sacred Right of Woman is, protection.

The tender flower that lifts its head, elate,

Helpless, must fall before the blasts of Fate,

Sunk on the earth, defac'd its lovely form,

Unless your shelter ward th' impending storm.



Pete Doherty

Ask A Stupid Question (excerpt)

Someone on or above the earth, tell me why on

earth, does she beg for love at the feet of men

who snatch hers from her, selling it on to themselves

at a profit that can't possibly reflect its worth

This always ungentle robbery, is not a plot of lust,

because she is very conscious of her select for lovers,

particularly in relation to her gains, to her own

sexual harvest
 
When she sang about angels

She looked at the sky

Anybody else, anybody else, but I let it go by

When she sang about the fields

She raised up her arm

As if she was pushing back the cotton on some Midwestern farm

When she sang about a boy

Kurt Cobain

I thought what a shame it wasn't about

Tom Verlaine

When she sang about angels

She looked at the sky

Anybody else, anybody else, but I let it go by

Then she threw some names

Like she always did

She threw some names, she dropped some names

like I used to when I was a kid

When she sang about angels

She looked at the sky

Anybody else, anybody else, but I let it go by

I let it go by

I let it go by
 
Another posh boy does 'bad'? Isn't he a well educated, middle class boy? Yawn...

Why does he act like such a tit then...A tortured soul? He would be hanging around 'that' woman.
 
cyberfairy said:
if you've ever been out with a junkie, you wouldn't find it all so romantic

I HAVE been out with a junkie, who was a crack addict. And one of my best friends, who I wasn't involved with but lived with for 6 months has been on heroin for 17 years, and no it is not romantic.

I am asking you to isolate the bile and the flotsam that surrounds Pete - scratch under the surface ant you have the most talented chap of his generation standing before you.
 
Jayshat said:
Another posh boy does 'bad'? Isn't he a well educated, middle class boy? Yawn...

Why does he act like such a tit then...A tortured soul? He would be hanging around 'that' woman.

What does his class have to do with anything?

He makes good music, certainly wouldn't say it's changed my life or anything, but it's brought me some small measure of happiness and beyond that what really matters? His personality, his lifestyle, whether or not he's a twat, for a musician the only important factor is the quality of their work.

Fans and critics alike seem to be too caught up in the sensationalism of his nihilistic self destruction.
 
I am asking you to isolate the bile and the flotsam that surrounds Pete - scratch under the surface ant you have the most talented chap of his generation standing before you.
If that isn't a savage indictment of his generation I don't know what is.
 
nino_savatte said:
Pete Doherty......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

all i am saying is, don't believe the tabloid crap.

Instead, listen to Up the Bracket, or For Lovers, the song for which he got an Ivor Novello nomination. I swear to you, For Lovers is on a par with Imagine and it just highlights his potential again and again.
 
Monkeygrinder's Organ said:
God, I know it's a bit poor but that's a little harsh. :eek:

have you heard it? don't waste my time if ur gonna concentrate merely on fickle tabloid nonsense.
 
Cheesypoof said:
all i am saying is, don't believe the tabloid crap.

Instead, listen to Up the Bracket, or For Lovers, the song for which he got an Ivor Novello nomination. I swear to you, For Lovers is on a par with Imagine and it just highlights his potential again and again.

I'm not referring of the tabloid crap that one gets. I just don't see anything truly remarkable in the erratic Mr Doherty.
 
TheLostProphet said:
welcome to the 21st century, motto: you may not get killed

these have to be exposed to Up the Bracket - no wonder Mick Jones produced it - aqnd as if Mick wouldn't be able to spot the genius collaborations between pete and carl barat. That album blows my sox off every fucking time!!!!
 
as a postmodern media whore cum artiste, he's no paris hilton

this public school sixth former junkie pathos crap managing to convince people he's some latter day baudelaire, is quite impressive
 
Pretentious arts student junkie type in GCSE standard poetry shock!

There's a headline for you...
 
I hope he gets DVT's in both arms and they drop off :)
Never been impressed by Pete Doherty and this eulogising of another stupid junkie throwing his life away on drugs turns my stomach :(
 
I could have put my head in a bucketful of porridge
And moaned about the hospital parking scheme
I would have saved 14 pound
That I just splashed out on your 2nd album
For that's what it's akin to
And furthermore
You've got a shit arm and that's a bad tattoo
If you're going to quote from the book of revelation
Don't keep calling it the book of revelations
There's no 's'
It's the book of revelation


Now that's poetry.
 
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