
"The FUCK poem!"FUCK dogsFUCK catsFUCK birdsFUCK fishFUCK trees FUCK the beach FUCK your nature strip FUCK your homes and gardens FUCK your 4 wheel drive FUCK your sports ute FUCK your BMW FUCK your vintage rolls FUCK your Vincent black lightning FUCK your 38 ford v8 chopper FUCK your laws and orders FUCK your jails and mental institutions FUCK your terrorist paranoia FUCK your rich fat inflated new age self-lovin’ paraphernalia FUCK self-avoiding finger-pointing victim thrust FUCK yr dirty looks FUCK your dirty minds FUCK your finger lickin bubblin-under suppressed paedophilia FUCK the stupid flag FUCK nostalgia FUCK Australia FUCK your bank accounts FUCK credit extensions FUCK your hypertension FUCK your gold card wine rack FUCK you right up the crack between your stupefied day job and your late night porno movie wank FUCK your mortgage FUCK your semi-legal drugs FUCK meth ice crack smack FUCK your feel good pills FUCK your crucifixion bloodlust FUCK yr endless paranoia about drug busts FUCK yr clothing that just about covers up your monstrous self-loathing FUCK yr beliefs FUCK your god FUCK trust FUCK lust FUCK madness FUCK sadness FUCK the rich and FUCK the poor FUCK your illness FUCK your secret lies FUCK compassion FUCK your mission FUCK aggression FUCK your permission to fill in what’s missin with 50 fucking fucks FUCK circumcision FUCK seduction FUCK rape FUCK sodomy Fuck FUCK FUCK old people FUCK kids FUCK racism FUCK political correctives FUCK shock jocks with tiny fuckin cocks FUCK life FUCK your wife FUCK the world FUCK your girl FUCK you yeah FUCK you yeah FUCK you FUCK poetry FUCK this venue FUCK Byron BayFUCK the councillors FUCK the mayor FUCK pussy whipped employees everywhere FUCK everything not included here FUCK this poem FUCK never saying FUCK Fuck EVERYTHING I say And if you don’t agree Well….. FUCK ME
(Daevid Allen)
"Greetings friends!
In response to widespread enquiries I have attached the curious story of Stefanie and I being thrown out of the Woodford Folk Festival in the good old boy Australian state of Queensland at the end of 2008 for unrestrained POETIC use of that universal magick word affectionately known as FUCK.
Apparently it is OK that people of all persuasions use FUCK in all walks of life EXCEPT in a poetic, humorous or imaginative literary performance. Such is life in the deep north of the sixth most retrograde, over regulated and childishly obedient nation in the world. If you imagine that, in Australia, at an apparently alternative folk festival, the festival organisers might have some idea of the popularity and breadth of modern performance poetry and its use of multi media in 2008.
Given that I was partly responsible (see Machine Poets with William Burroughs) for the pioneering of multi media poetry performance in Paris and London ICA in 1962 and in fact represented Australia with the same show at the Paris Biennale of 1967, my treatment by Woodford Festival poetry organiser Shirley Friend seems just a trifle over the top. But then, as you see here, they wouldn't want to know about all that. They only seem to know about BUSH poetry and maybe also a little bit of SLAM poetry might be allowed....So welcome to modern Queensland alternative culture my friends. But dont you worry about that. There are plenty of pumpkin scones!
Love and pataphysical belly laughs,
daevid"