Thought I would post something a little different this week and at the same time pop my head round the door to see what was occurring with #fridayflash.

The player below features a track I wrote as a member of The Terrapins (along with my mates Dave and Jim Newman), a band I sang and played a bit of guitar with from about 1997 to 2001. It’s a narrative song, which makes it one of my earliest surviving stories. It being a story song hopefully also excuses my posting it as part of #fridayflash. I think it qualifies as my first piece of flash fiction, especially as, at just over a minute and half, it conforms to the golden rule of such fiction: ‘Get in, get out. Don’t linger’ – Raymond Carver. And yes, that is me singing. I’ve pasted the lyrics below. Feel free to sing along.

Lose That Face

She’d got the timing
She was lacking in good sense
Puts down the punters
Wound up and feeling tense
And with her one liners
She’s no ordinary wench

She turns down the fellas
Says there’s more fish in the sea
‘To be blunt these minnows
Aren’t sharp enough for me’
And when she’s older
She’ll grow into her shoes

She’ll have to learn to
“Lose that face,” she said
“I would rather be dead
Than to look that way,” she said

She’s been lambasted
Take’s it all upon the chin
Looks in the mirror
“How did I end up with him”
Turns a corner
Nothing left to choose

Once again she has to
“Lose that face,” she said
“I would rather be dead
Than to look that way,” she said
“Lose that face,” she said
“I would rather be dead
Than to look that way,” she said
“I would rather be dead”