Biography of Paul Lester
'Born in Birmingham, England, Paul Lester has published some thirty booklets of poetry, beginning with A Funny Brand of Freedom (Arts Lab Press,1975) , and his paperback collections are By the Scruff Of the Neck(BMI,1995) and Going For Broke(Protean,2004) .His poetry has been broadcast on BBC Radio One and the BBC World Service.
'He has performed his poetry with a variety of musical accompaniment.A 23-track CD is available from Protean Pubs entitled The Legend Of Lester featuring work spanning over twenty-five years with musicians whose styles range from reggae and rock (Lester And The Festers) to experimental jazz (Lester And The Brew) and, most recently, electronic synthesizer effects (Lester And The Loopster) .In 2008 a 16-track album appeared, entitled My Career As A Dead Man, and a further 16-track album, Walking Through Walls, came out in 2011. Some samples of his work combining poetry and music can be located on www.myspace.com/paullesterandthebrew and www.myspace.com/paullesteransdthebrew.
'Much of his work, which includes short fiction, is available from Protean Pubs'.
Paul Lester Poems
Be Kind To Worms' Week
Everybody get your feet off the ground Wherever on earth your feet are bound, For beneath you the worms are moving around.
Down At The Greasy Spoon Cafe
There are those who dream their lives away Down at the Greasy Spoon Cafe Where the tea's like mud the spoon stands up in And the coffee leads to an early coffin.
Talking To A Wall
One day my living room wall Began to talk to me And, naturally enough, A reply was obligatory.
The Reign Of The Duck
They made a splash from the first As you might have guessed, Took off, as if to water, With their usual sort of zest,
I Fell In Love With A Couch Potato
I fell in love with a couch potato But it didn't have eyes for me. I tried to talk about Marx and Plato But it was deaf to philosophy.
These creatures never need to read To be intimate with literature. Harmless enough in their way,
Let Me Be In Your B-Movie
Let me be in your B-movie If only as an extra, No role's too small for me. As a bit part player
The Curse Of The Mobile Phone
Together with the proof you are never alone Fried brains come free with your mobile phone. Hear the pop of cells in your ear as you speak - Yes, you're on your way to becoming a freak
Lady In The Chippie
Pouting sweetly her rouge-red lips, Was this the face that lauched a million chips And cooked the cod for poor young William?
Fiend For A Friend: Al Cohol
Al Cohol smiled so cheerily at me, A friend indeed he seemed to be. When he gave a peculiar sneer of contempt I wasn't the object, I was exempt,
The Privatisation Of Air
As the Managing Director I take care Of the newly privatised realm of air. Though my salary is, some might deem, Just a little on the far side of extreme,
How I Welcome My Dose Of Secondhand Smok...
How I welcome my dose of secondhand smoke, Especially from the bloke who thinks it's fine To smoke under a 'No Smoking' sign In a shop or a pub or even on a bus.
Lady In The Chippie
Pouting sweetly her rouge-red lips,
Was this the face that lauched a million chips
And cooked the cod for poor young William?
For here what is there out of plaice?
No chip on her shoulder or egg on his face -
Lady in the chippie, swinging your hips,
With your extra-spicy cookshop dips,