Hand Holding

I've been working on the song 'Hand Holding' that I put a clip of up a little whole ago so I thought I'd update the work in progress. Here are the lyrics:

Hand holding remolding our fingerprints histories.
(find me here)

Hips joining unfolding the romance of alchemy.
(find me here)

-chorus
Find me here
You won't find me here
Find me here

When forehead to forehead, a cheek pressed to kindred cheek,
(find me here)

Eyes seek and keep contact till eye colours blend and bleed.
(find me here)

-chorus
Find me here
You won't find me here
Find me here

-bridge
*Lips loosen words form from thin air, you won't find me,
Tongues touching find new growing teeth that were never there....

......I've almost got the next few lines of the bridge, they're on the tip of my tongue but they're happy there for the moment unfortunately.



A rough sketch of some lyrics I'm working on at the moment: Hand Holding by Ríona Sally Hartman



*I'm still working on the bridge and the most recent update is:

Lips loosen words form from thin air, you won't find me,
Tongues run over new growing teeth, you won't find me,
Thin twin strands of hair knot and plait, you won't find me...

My Voice is Stronger than your Violent Footfall

"The ultimate weakness of violence is that it is a descending spiral, begetting the very thing it seeks to destroy. Instead of diminishing evil, it multiplies it"
Martin Luther King JR.

The song of America's civil rights movement was not a call to violence, it was 'Dancing in the Streets'! That's dancing in the streets, not setting fire to them. With that in mind here's an excerpt of a new song I've started writing:

'My voice is stronger than your violent footfall'

Rehearsal Violent Footfall by Ríona Sally Hartman

Filler Lyrics

I went shopping yesterday which means I spent all day having radio 'friendly' pop songs blasted at me. 'Friendly'!! Friendly to whom? Certainly not me!

Throughout the course of the day I was instructed approximately 12 times to 'look to the left, everybody look to the right' by Jessie J. The only reason I was given for being instructed to look left then right was 'because we're paying with love tonight'! Can someone explain to me how looking left, and then right, illustrates in any way whatsoever the anti consumerist message of Jessie J's opus that is 'Price Tag'?

The Acoustic Picnic

The Acoustic Picnic
The Back Loft 7 - 11 St Augustine Street
Friday August 26th @8pm

A one night only pop up festival of music and poetry all in the stunning setting of The Back Loft gallery. Bring along a picnic, or a few beers, and enjoy ‘the best thing to happen to Irish literature since the beatnicks’ and ‘goosepimple-inducing’ music. The night promises to be a genuinely eclectic picnic of Irish talent.
BYOB/BYOP (the P's for picnic)

Music on the night from Ríona Sally Hartman and Peter Delaney

And spoken word poetry from The Poetry Chicks and Stephen James Smith

Tickets are €8 when bought in advance from www.rionasallyhartman.com or €10 on the door.