Sophie Lancaster
On Saturday I took a walk over the fields with an afternoon play that Weepingcross bought to my attention. Black Roses: the killing of Sophie Lancaster on Radio 4. In 2007 Sophie Lancaster, a Goth, was murdered in Lancashire.
The download isn’t available any more.
It was incredible listening to the tribute and reminiscences by Sophie’s mother interleaved with poetry. I found one part particularly striking “I marched to the beat of a different drum”
“…I was strange, I was odd,
–aren’t we all -
there was something different down at the core.
Boy bands and pop tarts left me cold,
let’s say
that I marched to the beat
of a different drum…”
Being a Goth isn’t about wearing black. It isn’t just about fashion, architecture, music and art. It isn’t a phase. It isn’t always obvious but it is something you are born with. Like a lot of life it is as much about marching to the beat of a different drum as anything.
2 Comments:
I think we probably all march to the beat of our own drum...we are all unique ....
indeed we are.
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