'Gone, Gone, Gone' by the Antipoet Alan Boyd


20/02/2015 , 9:44 PM by Jamie Burnett

The man is an unlikely superstar. And as he says himself, who would have thought about poetry on the wireless?

But Allan Boyd writes it, recites it, and excites the audience on 720 ABC Perth late every Friday afternoon.

His rhyming couplets are radiant, his sonnets are sensational, his odes are outstanding. And his epics are, well, epic.

He works at lightning speed to pull apart the running news of the day...and then re-assembles it lyrically and marvellously.

At times, his work is about as subtle as an air raid – which I love – but always full of warm and dripping with decency.

This week, he pounced on the closure of yet more live music venues in Perth, gifting himself full licence to delve into his encyclopaedic knowledge of Perth bands and the exquisite dives where they played.

Nostalgia’s not what it used to be, but Allan Boyd finds in it a vivid, technicolour beauty.

He’s a treasure and this week he’s running close to his best.