Hoops

March 29, 2007

…Ok I’ve been experimenting a bit with some new ways of writng and performing. This piece (intended as an idea in progress for my Freedom Show) is meant to be semi sung. I’ve tried to indicate the sung bits with italics-but without the melody I’m guessing that doesn’t help too much! If I can work out how to record onto my blog, I’ll do a rendition;)…till then, here’s more of my one women mission to irritate men. Guys. It’s not you, really…

You’ve got me jumping through your hoops now baby.
You’ve got me jumping through your hoops yeah baby.
You’ve got me jumping through your hoops now baby.
That’s where I’ve been going wrong.

Me? I’m free
Gone are the days of the Fem Mystique
1950s ginham pleats and
Mrs Beeton, Fanny Cradock
books on making homes complete

Me, I’m free
No waiting with a home cooked meal
No pipe and slippers, whisky fix
No days spent silent hands in sink
Singing madly to the brink of
desperation.

No drinking gin to hide the ruin
of a life
sunk into
my husbands
shadow.

No. Me-I’m free.
Except..

These lines
They started swimming round my eyes,
Just last year,
the year before,
some time after
26, 27, 28
A little worse,
with every year.

And I know I’m free
But something seems
To make me think of
botox
and maybe one day
surgery

And I know I’m free
but all the glossy girls
in their glossy magazines
in their high heels
and their skinny jeans
not Fanny C
or Mrs B
cause they are only
16
but they make me think

of dieting,
of dieting,
of dieting

so I’m glad I’ve got

equality,
equality,
equality.

So glad I’m free.
From all that 1950s shit
So glad I’m free
in this new way
to be oppressed
so glad we took the time
to give me this new set
of hand cuffs

thank a lot
thanks a lot
we’ve
got

me jumping through these hoops now baby
jumping through these hoops yeah baby
jumping through these hoops now baby

that’s where I’ve been going wrong,
I’ve been going wrong.

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