With “My Sherlock” we arrive at the end of the 11-poem odyssey that is Sherlock Suite. It is a quiet good-bye to the era of black doors, black cabs, black coats and dark turns. It is a quiet sigh as you glance for the final time from Euston Station to the right, where North Gower Street is more Baker than Baker street ever was.
Good-bye, magical and cruel London.
Rene Sens wrote the most melancholically-Russian of tunes for this poem. You can almost see the birch trees behind the crystal stream of notes. He called the track Next week.
And he is right. Good-bye, Sherlock. Next week, there is always another obsession waiting.
There is one hidden reference to the BBC series Sherlock in this poem. Write in down in the comments section if you know what it is.
I used a change of rhythm in Alternative Route. It can be frowned upon (by poetry writing manuals, if they could frown). However, in this case I feel it’s justified. The regular structure of the first part of the poem reflects the orderly exercise it’s about – meditation – and the calm breath that underlies it.
The second part of the poem is about things that take you off-track, like Sherlock. The flow of the poem becomes more free and sometimes there are bumps on the way. Or maybe it is not so much off track as an alternative route to something.
Rene Sens‘ musical track called “Sketchy Monk” for this poem is truly groovy, with hypnotic percussion and mesmerising flute inviting you into the world of mind – or heart, if you prefer.
The poem “Egg for Pig” from Sherlock Suite contains 3 hidden references to the BBC series Sherlock (that is, three references that are not direct naming or description of characters or events of the series). Find them and post them in the comments box below.
Rene Sens’ track for this poem is called “Morning” and is quite upbeat, which is very appropriate. After all, you have to look at the sunny side of the street after having consumed half of your cupboard reserves (including a forgotten pack of raisins at the back, who had lost the hope to see the light of day again).
You have to eat. You have to eat crisps. You have to eat crisps to fill in the singularity within you, to send your mind to doze off, to pacify your body to the couch. There is no other way – as you have set a limit for yourself: watching Sherlock just once a week.
You know when you have a thought so great that you just have to write it down, for posterity, and put it on the fridge? I have lots of those. Find three such ground-breaking insights in the poem “Notes on the Fridge“.
Listen to the soundtrack to the poem by Rene Sens called “Ring a Bell” here. The tune is appropriately drone-like and cyclic.
This poem does not have hidden reference to the BBC’s Sherlock series. Instead, it contains a hint on two filmmakers who butchered not one, but two great fantasy novels. Your guesses are welcome in the comments box below.
The gentle, yet to-the-point track “Rain” by Rene Sens perfectly captures the atmosphere of this poem: uncertain light shining through moist air of a November afternoon in North England.
“In-laws came and took husband and child for a drive” is set during one of these late autumn days when the light seems to be hiding, but then spring out on you unexpectedly: from a yellow birch tree, from a reflection on your coffee pot, from your laptop screen with Sherlock on…
This poem is basically Sherlock to the rescue out of a “Red-out” that can happen to some mothers with some babies and some husbands. One of those situations they do not prepare you for among all these caramel-coated pictures of Motherhood mostly involving green grass, Mother’s shiny curls and baby’s shining smile.
I am not saying these do not happen in real life. I am just saying that red-outs also happen. However, when they happen, all you need to do is slide a disk of Sherlock into your preferred playing machine or click a Sherlock button on your preferred streaming service and voila – you are good as new. Womb sealed. Nipples pink. Mind clear.
Rene Sense wrote a thoughtful, electric guitar-strumming piece with electronic blues trumpets for this one, called “Evening“. I promise this is the most melancholic musical score and the darkest poem in Sherlock Suite.
You might have noticed, that the protagonist of Sherlock Suite fills her days with something other than just watching the BBC’s Sherlock. Yes, that’s right, she also watches quite a lot of House, The Office, and Fortysomething. She feels happy united with the like-minded characters who each find delight in never-ending obsessive activities: solving crimes, curing diseases, watching others do the aforementioned – you name it!
Rene Sens wrote a most amusing soundtrack for the poem “How To British” for my Sherlock Suite. Listening to it, you can just see a rare sunny summer day in a park. Children, adults and dogs enjoy ice-cream from a tacky ice-cream van. And of course, out there in the distance, a brass band on the proverbial band stand is puffing away the dreams of Britishness.
I talked to my Russian friend who had moved to Spain after 13 years in the UK. He said he found it difficult to adjust to Spanish life, with all his Britishness.