成人快手

We're Going Deptford Market

A slow radio piece composed from the sounds, the music, the 'barking' and snatches of conversation and street preaching recorded through the day and along the length of Deptford Market, punctuated by bursts of a song inspired by the place.

'Car parts, Chicken hearts/Golf clubs and lightweight darts/Mobile phones/Dinosaur bones/ A duffle coat and some Ice cream cones.'

The variety of the merchandise on offer in the market that stretches down Deptford High Street and round the corner to the Albany inspired a song by Men With Ven, a trio who had been market traders themselves.

'We鈥檙e going Deptford Market/You ain鈥檛 seen nothing like it/Leave the van/ There鈥檚 nowhere left to park it...'

The variety of people buying and selling is impressive, too: Kentish greengrocers; Bengali halal butchers; Caribbean cosmetic specialists; Sikh carpet sellers; a Pole selling boots; Rastas getting on in years, their luxurious locks grey now, calling, "Blessings be 'pon you," to their Bredren across the street; West African women in colourful gravity-defying headwear, sucking their teeth at Bob the fishmonger, demanding he scale and gut the red snapper at no extra cost - "Want me to cook it for you, too, darling?"

'Prayer rugs and Royal Wedding Mugs/A lovely pair of Toby Jugs/Tiddlywinks and Cava, full strength lager/A jar of piccalilli and.../Shoes by Prada.'

Producer: Julian May