Friday, 25 April 2025

Suzanne Vega, Acoustic Stage, Glastonbury '99


Day Twenty-Five


We chanted
Mike! Mike! Mike!
Mike! looked surprised.
He was only the bassist.

The music
suddenly muted.
A reveller had
shimmied too high.

We chanted
Down! Down! Down!
Down! slid the guy,
derided.

We chanted
Mike! and
Down! Down!
A real crowd.
The best music.



 


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