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YouTube Video VVVTZVJpbUxaOVd2TlBieHdXLVFqWi13Ljh2eEJQYnNUcjZB “What have you achieved this week?”

It’s a gentle question that echoes louder than it should. In this thoughtful and heartfelt live poetry performance, Tony Maude explores the quiet pressure to “do more” — and offers a different kind of answer.

Recorded live at the Odeon in Hanover, Germany in 1990, Answering Dad Back is a poem about painting flats, chatting with cashiers, watching frost gather on garden fences — and realising that maybe, just maybe, that’s enough.

Because sometimes, the greatest thing you achieve in a week is simply seeing the world clearly… and writing it down.

“No feat of great renown,
But I’ve seen the visible world on a winter’s dawn —
And managed to write it down.”

This is a poem for the overthinkers, the quietly creative, and anyone who’s ever measured their week in cups of tea and fleeting wonder.

Lyrics:
What have you achieved this week?
Your gentle question
Stuck
In my ear.

What have you achieved this week?
I hear it ringing down the years 
The thousand times
the boy has racked his brain,
“Let me see, let me see,
What can I drum up
Present for scrutiny?”

So what have I achieved this week?
Let me see, let me see
I’ve earned a couple of hundred quid
Painting an apartment,
Not sure that even registers
On the meter of achievement..

I had a chat in Sainsburys
With a friendly cashier,
She told me ’bout her holiday,
Mykonos this year

So what have I achieved?
Let me see, let me see
Not very much I’d say
If this poem’s to be believed,
But there was one thing
Maybe this.
Seriously.

In your house at the beginning of the week,
This cold, dark January,
I got up at ten past six,
Drew the curtains, half asleep,
In the night, the frost had come,
Jack Frost, the famous one
And covered everything in sight
With sparkling jewelry
The cricket field, the russet pine,
The iron railings, the washing line,
The bird-table, the wooden fence,
The garage roof, the bare stems
Of creepers and the sleeping flowers.
Everything
Sizzling,
Bubbling in the cauldron
Of Winter’s alchemy

I stood and gazed for twenty minutes
through the steam
from a cup a tea.
So what have I achieved this week?
No feat of great renown,
But,
I’ve seen the visible world on a winter’s
dawn
and managed
to write it down.
“What have you achieved this week?”

It’s a gentle question that echoes louder than it should. In this thoughtful and heartfelt live poetry performance, Tony Maude explores the quiet pressure to “do more” — and offers a different kind of answer.

Recorded live at the Odeon in Hanover, Germany in 1990, Answering Dad Back is a poem about painting flats, chatting with cashiers, watching frost gather on garden fences — and realising that maybe, just maybe, that’s enough.

Because sometimes, the greatest thing you achieve in a week is simply seeing the world clearly… and writing it down.

“No feat of great renown,
But I’ve seen the visible world on a winter’s dawn —
And managed to write it down.”

This is a poem for the overthinkers, the quietly creative, and anyone who’s ever measured their week in cups of tea and fleeting wonder.

Lyrics:
What have you achieved this week?
Your gentle question
Stuck
In my ear.

What have you achieved this week?
I hear it ringing down the years 
The thousand times
the boy has racked his brain,
“Let me see, let me see,
What can I drum up
Present for scrutiny?”

So what have I achieved this week?
Let me see, let me see
I’ve earned a couple of hundred quid
Painting an apartment,
Not sure that even registers
On the meter of achievement..

I had a chat in Sainsburys
With a friendly cashier,
She told me ’bout her holiday,
Mykonos this year

So what have I achieved?
Let me see, let me see
Not very much I’d say
If this poem’s to be believed,
But there was one thing
Maybe this.
Seriously.

In your house at the beginning of the week,
This cold, dark January,
I got up at ten past six,
Drew the curtains, half asleep,
In the night, the frost had come,
Jack Frost, the famous one
And covered everything in sight
With sparkling jewelry
The cricket field, the russet pine,
The iron railings, the washing line,
The bird-table, the wooden fence,
The garage roof, the bare stems
Of creepers and the sleeping flowers.
Everything
Sizzling,
Bubbling in the cauldron
Of Winter’s alchemy

I stood and gazed for twenty minutes
through the steam
from a cup a tea.
So what have I achieved this week?
No feat of great renown,
But,
I’ve seen the visible world on a winter’s
dawn
and managed
to write it down.
Answering Dad Back, A Poem About Small Wins & Winter Wonder, Performed by Tony Maude in 1990
Stuck, solo, and up the creek… all you need is a tune and a cat. Tony Maude sings life’s little chaos into joy

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When in Doubt… Sing | We Can Really Sing – Even With Just a Cat for a Crew | Tony Maude #shortsfyp
“Show me a good time…”

In this rare live performance from Hanover, Germany (1990), Tony Maude delivers a poetic, melancholic, and beautifully raw original song set against the streets of late-night London.

Told through dialogue and memory, this intimate piece captures the mood of two lovers at the edge of goodbye. She's leaving, 3,000 miles away, under the Carolina moon, and all she wants is one last drink, one last walk, one last moment to remember.

From closed-down pubs to midnight foxes on Hampstead Heath, this is a love letter to the city, to fleeting connection, and to the ghosts we carry when saying goodbye.

“There’s a sadness like a cloak around me… help me throw it on the flames.”

A must-watch for poetry lovers, nostalgic souls, and fans of lyrical storytelling. Taken from Tony's 1982 album "Almost True". Produced by Paul Millns, this album further cemented Tony's reputation as a skilled songwriter and performer.
Show Me A Good Time, A Story of Love, Loss & London | Written & Performed by Tony Live in Germany
A poetic power move from the Bard, recited with feeling by Tony Maude. Let Shakespeare's Sonnet 18 hit different today.

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Shakespeare in 40 Seconds | Sonnet 18 with Tony Maude #shakespeare #poetry #sonnet18 #shortsviral
Shakespeare, a stage, and a single voice…

In this beautiful vintage performance, Tony Maude brings Sonnet 18 to life with warmth, depth, and musical sensitivity. Recorded live at the Odeon in Hanover, Germany in 1990, this is more than just a poetry reading; it's a timeless celebration of love, beauty, and the eternal power of words.

 “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?”
Yes, you should, and Tony does, with a delivery that’s both lyrical and intimate, making Shakespeare feel not like a dusty relic, but a living, breathing voice.

Whether you're a lifelong fan of the Bard or just dipping your toe into poetic waters, this is a moving, accessible performance that reminds us why Shakespeare’s words still matter today.

ABOUT THE POEM:
Sonnet 18 is one of William Shakespeare’s best-loved sonnets, often cited as the perfect love poem. It explores the fleeting nature of summer, and youth, while celebrating the power of poetry to preserve beauty forever.

Full Sonnet 18 – William Shakespeare:
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18 Performed Live, A Timeless Love Poem by Tony Maude #shakespeare
Poet. Musician. Storyteller.

Tony Maude believes the best things come with four strings and a shoulder strap.
Discover his world of music, words, and wonder! 

#TonyMaude #UkuleleShorts #MusicAndPoetry #Ukulele #poetryshort #musicshorts
Meet Tony Maude, Musician, Poet, and Shakespeare aficionado | Why the Ukulele Wins at Life #ukulele
Nothing phases those who play the ukulele — not folk, not jazz, not even life.
Pick up a uke and strum your stress away 

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Nothing Phases a Ukulele Player #ukulelevibes #musicandpoetry #musicshorts #ukulele
Why does every home need a ukulele? Because it’s small, joyful, easy to play, and sounds like sunshine. In this warm, poetic piece, Tony Maude shares his love for the ukulele: a four-stringed wonder from the South Seas with a name that literally means “jumping flea.”

Whether you’re in the car, on a fence, or standing in a queue, the ukulele fits in your life and lifts your mood. With a few plucks and strums, you’ve got a song in your pocket. No big lessons. No stress. Just follow the melody and let your fingers do the rest.

From folk and calypso to pop and jazz, the uke can handle anything. Tony says it best: 

"I often take the uke about—
With cozy case, shoulder strap.
It's so convenient and compact,
One might as well as not.

The smallest of stringed instruments,
A piece of cake to play.
I shall now attempt to show
How the ukulele plays.

Take one string at a time,
Pick out a melody.
Follow that tune wherever it leads,
Then strum the chords—one, two, three.

Every home should have a ukulele.
It comes from the South Seas.
Its name means “jumping flea,”
It sounds like the ocean—
Wind in the palm trees.

Every home should have a ukulele:
Beside you in the car,
Or standing in a queue—
Anywhere will do
To introduce a “Hey uke!”

Jam on the autobahn.
Sit on the fence and sing for everyone.
That'll do to start—
That's it in a nutshell.
It's over to you now, far as I can tell.

Calypso. Rock. Popsi.
Nothing phases those who play the uke.
Folk, rap, jazz, piggony—
Fortune favours those who play the ukulele.
Nothing phases those who play the ukulele."

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Why Every Home Needs a Ukulele (Seriously) | A Love Letter to the Ukulele, Tony Maude’s Musical Ode
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