Lee Cassanell

Lee is a flamboyant and brilliant writer who's contributions to thisisull.com include poetry, interviews, fiction and many articles. Page 1, Lees contributions are listed below.. Page 1, Page 2 No Sections:  8  No Items:  63 Album Reviews,Articles,Current Affairs,Music Reviews,Opinions,Poetry,Reviews,The Humber Mouth For the index by Section to all Lees work Contributions click here.

Poetry - Umberto Echoes By Lee Cassanell

	A pillared salt of sinners, dissolving in the rain The wear of time it suffers, and we are not to blame. A fragile dream is scripture A Prophet's passion bled The humor of perception Read more...

Poetry - The Vicious Circle By Lee Cassanell

	Day twenty nine and the rum had run out I woke up in the hold with the driest of mouths In a dress made of lace and a pain in my arse I recalled being tied to the foot of the mast Then recoiled at the thought of the cabin boys fate There were sharks off the bough so we used him as bait And his screams as the fiends shredded meat from his chops Read more...

Poetry - Flames By Lee Cassanell

	The ashes were scattered my flatter had flittered the flickering was fluttering the muttering had cometh A day in the gaze of the days that are gone brought a sigh and a tear Read more...

	It's all a lie both you and I were never meant to be An accident of circumstance and methane from the sea There is no plan No big 'I am' is floating high above us Read more...

Poetry - Who Turned On The Lights By Lee Cassanell

	A strange kind of karma is sweeping my floor These are turbulent times for the terminally bored A foreboding is brewing The plagues at his peak We might not last the day never mind last the week. Let us sleep Read more...

Poetry - The Girl With The Dynamite Kiss By Lee Cassanell

	Stuck in reverse and a rum from the hearse but then worse things still happen at sea. I've taken up cards but I don't have the hearts and the clubs won't stop raining on me. I've checked all the faces and tossed all the aces the places I've been don't exist. Read more...

Poetry - Sizdah Be Dar By Lee Cassanell

	Jocose lies from joker's lips Upon this day The truth is flipped I'm Jewish Amish Mormon born I read the runes Read more...

Poetry - A Smoke and a Lady By Lee Cassanell

	Two glasses of baileys and a liquor I cannot pronounce We sat in the Kitchen while others were sleeping somewhere at the back of the house. It all seemed familiar She poured a tall vodka Read more...

Poetry - Memories Of Sand By Lee Cassanell

	I once was a soldier A killer of men With a gun in my hand And a prayer on my breath I was Gods tool of torture His puppet of pain Read more...

Poetry - Shambala By Lee Cassanell

	Under the sadness of what might have been an old poem lies torn in the drawer of my dreams The lost words rest unsaid scratched with ink on the page which I wrote at the dawn of my formative days Far away with the fairies and gone with the wind through the valley of weed to the palace of sin were all chalices brim and all hellions drink to a beer Read more...

Poetry - Rum Punch Love By Lee Cassanell

	Sing a song of cigarettes Of vodka eyes And whisky lakes Of Cocaine Hills And Cocoa Mills Of chocolate stars and ice cream fields Read more...

Articles - Local Election Sex Shocker Special By Lee Cassanell

	Yes it's that time of year folks. The leaflets have been distributed, babies have been kissed and your local politicians have been photographed with some wheel chair bound thalidomide. Now I have nothing against people suffering from the thald, in fact I once spent a steaming evening with a short armed seductress and I found her to be both passionate and Read more...

Opinions - Barack Obama By Lee Cassanell

Civilisations rise and fall. People live and people die but sometimes we are lucky enough to bear witness to moments of great historical significance, moments of pure hope and optimism for a better world and a better tomorrow. The election of Senator Barack Obama has renewed my belief in the American public and the American ideal. It has renewed my belief that no matter who you are or were you come from, Read more...

Articles - Response To John Fareham - Flood Aid - What's It All About? By Lee Cassanell

	So I was sitting at my PC smoking a roll and reading the latest Hull Flood News when I chanced upon this little nugget from the right honourable Conservative compulsive hedge trimmer Sir John Fareham in his response to an article by the comically named Chester Draws. "I think he tries too hard to disguise his identity, but not all that successfully Read more...

Current Affairs - VOTE YOU FOOLS by Lee Cassanell

	On this island ruled by a shadowy government fuelled by spin, lies, corruption and let's be honest...a bottomless pit of bullshit...it falls upon us, the little people to try and change the way things work whenever we are given the rare opportunity to write a cross on a ballot paper and vote for someone slightly less inept then the Read more...

Poetry - I Hope You Know By Lee Cassanell

	The Jews are killing gentiles And the world is run by reptiles Queen Elizabeth herself Is such a snake There are UFO's in Roswell All philosophy is causal Read more...

Reviews, Films - 300 By Lee Cassanell
	Due to the extreme cheapness of pirate DVDs it is often tempting to hand over a couple of sweaty coins to a council estate heavy at Walton Street market rather than pay six English pounds for a seat at your local cinema because that way you can smoke your lungs black, order a pizza, sit in your pants and not have to brave the uncomfortable chairs, Read more...

Opinions - Divided We Fall By Lee Cassanell

	"The oppressed are allowed once every few years to decide which particular representatives of the oppressing class are to represent and repress them" Karl Marx So Tony Blair's pledge to end poverty has taken a kick in the teeth after the news that 300,000 (or 200,000 or 100,000 depending on which paper or website you read) more children have slipped below the line. Read more...

Poetry - The Physics Of Fireworks By Lee Cassanell

	Everything burnt before matches were purchased Love falls apart in a room fully furnished Lies kiss our cheeks and pour wine in our glasses Eyes on the sky see the future in splashes She sits in the mist as the jester mulls over The words on his lips and Read more...

Poetry - Mozart's Last Stand By Lee Cassanell

	I never died on that Viennese day I crawled out of the pit, shook the lime from my hair Said a prayer for the souls of whose bodies lay bare In the blood and the mud of their pauperish graves I would not pray again For no God would allow Read more...

Poetry - Jazz Hands By Lee Cassanell

	See the weight of the world in the breath of a girl puffing rolled cigarettes by the wayside She's a slip of a thing but Oh Lord she can sing any song for a piece of your change. I saw her last week with my tongue in my cheek I said 'What would you do for a fiver'? She replied with a wink Read more...

Opinions - Goody, Goody, Yum, Yum - Racism and Jade Goody By Lee Cassanell
	We all decry prejudice, yet are all prejudiced; Herbert Spencer The problem with racism is there is currently no well known or vicious enough word that another race can use to discriminate against white people. In fact during an extensive search of the internet the only even mildly offensive term I could find was "Honky" and if you are white and offended Read more...

Poetry - The Torturers Apprentice By Lee Cassanell

	Crack goes the whip and the innocents blink As the masochists crawl to the bar man A girl looks him over but he see right through her And knows she would fuck up his Karma. Lips part to speak but the word on the street is that everyone's Read more...

Poetry - Uncivil War By Lee Cassanell

	The rumble of battle rolls over the cattle who've come to be slaughtered today. With Pitch forks and Slings they march over the hill to the field of the beast and the brave. They have nothing to show for a life full of toil so they fight and they fuck and they booze. Read more...

Poetry -The Trial of Charles Roberts By Lee Cassanell

	Dead little girls, God is watching Dead little girls, Papers cry. The torment of realists, Unending The teardrops of Mothers, Read more...

Poetry - How to Lose Friends and Alienate People By Lee Cassanell

	I love you like a daydream Like an opened pack of Rolos, I love you like the summer Like a Jimi Hendrix solo, I love you like the ocean loves and laps at every wave, Read more...

Poetry - Pinfold Lane By Lee Cassanell

	They built on land where gallows stood And devils plied their trade, The hanging gale made killers sway As craftsmen cut their graves A Sailors crowd pushed to the front To see a ship mate dangle, Read more...

Poetry - The Battle of Alderman Kneeshaw By Lee Cassanell

	I attended Andrew Marvel school from 1990 to 1993 and I have vague memories of gang fights on Alderman Kneeshaw Park with Archbishop Thurstan which was a Catholic school on the other side of the hills. The two schools had been scrapping for decades and in a bizarre way it was a tradition of sorts. Much of it was chest beating and bravado but occasionally Read more...

Poetry - Stop Me And Buy One By Lee Cassanell

	His gigantic cone Caught the light of my eyes I was five nearly six When he parked up outside And I knew from that day That it's not a bad life When the sun's on your face    Read more...

Opinions - Intolerance By Lee Cassanell

	Something is rotten in the state of Denmark according to a twisted branch of the Muslim tree, and whereas the rest of the sane world is astounded and disgusted by the ludicrous invention that is Microwavable Bacon, the Muslims have a bee in their burkas about a few pictures of the Prophet Mohammed that were innocently printed in a Danish newspaper. So incensed Read more...

Poetry - Chavalanche by Lee Cassanell

	R'Kid and me went round for tea At Nannas house She don't get out Except to bet on horses Me Grandad smokes a thousand cigs And sucks the juice from filter tips He's eighty nine    Read more...

Poetry - Oh Jesus by Lee Cassanell

	I was working in a cotton field It could have been an office block Sat tapping keys and digging weeds To pay for my true lovers plot When all at once I heard a shot My colleague blew his head right off    Read more...

Opinions - Rise of the Madmen By Lee Cassanell

	I'm driven with a mission from God. God would tell me, George, go and fight those terrorists in Afghanistan. And I did, and then God would tell me, George, go and end the tyranny in Iraq... And I did. And now, again, I feel God's words coming to me: go get the Palestinians their state and get the Israelis their security, and get peace in the Middle East. And by God I'm gonna do it. Read more...

Poetry - In the Blink Of An Eye by Lee Cassanell

	New music Don't lose it Its barely eleven You're two drinks from bedlam And one trip from heaven It's easy    Read more...

Poetry - Sierra Leone by Lee Cassanell

	Pieces of Carbon For God and the bible For profit and privilege we reap A fistful of diamonds Reducing proud lions To lost and degraded black sheep.    Read more...

Opinions - Reply to Tom Hawcroft By Lee Cassanell

	Well, you rattle a cage and you get a response. Thank you from the bottom of my heart Mr Hawcroft for taking the time and effort to respond. War is indeed Hell (Yes I've seen Platoon) but when someone throws a grenade into your Garden Party I think it's only fair to throw it back so I will indeed respond to your response in the vain hope that you tear yourself away from your moral Read more...

Opinions - Hull By Lee Cassanell

	Hull is a town of apathy and idiots brimming with all kinds of degenerate scumbags that should be beaten to a bloody pulp and sterilised at birth. Most of the citizens have next to no communication skills, they are backstabbing ego maniacs who think just because they mumbled their way through a Look North interview or have been in the Hull Daily Mail Read more...