Shane Kocyzan: https://open.spotify.com/track/3lOVldpv6shpWDfsypnHDv
I don’t read poetry. It doesn’t convey rhythm, and… it’s rhythm I’m hungry for. It doesn’t matter how poignant the words, it doesn’t matter how powerful the message… Give me words with a cadence, words I can dance with. I want to hear the swell and the sigh of the wind pass through your vocal cords, I want to feel the pockets of air caught in your throat as you speak those inflamed words into my starved ears.
And Shane? Shane reminds me of where I come from. Shane reminds me…
Weirdo is in the DNA of each drop of blood in my veins,
Freak is a tattoo I carry on the skin beneath my skin
I remember now that, in the words of Shane,
I’m a proud “graduating member of the class of fuck-off”.