So our three days of Summer have passed with this wind snapping at the blue tarpaulin out back. And with the air-conditioning roaring low from the supermarket downstairs I can't hear the road noise, I can close my eyes and pretend it's the sea. I stand on the wooden planks and sip at whiskey, and with my eyes closed I'm almost there, by the sea ( Read more... )

Right, this was tricky and I'll probably have to tune it some more, modern poetry set to a sultry beat:

Rayuela, Gotan translation, Julian KelseyHopscotch, chapter seven ( Read more... )

( Samson - Regina Spektor )

Thanks for the hearty welcome back, it has grown rather quiet round here, no ( Read more... )

And while I'm posting about new music I just need to say: Regina Spektor, and Polly Scattergood.

New American folk, achingly beautiful, songs of loneliness and choices.

( The Ocean - Alela Diane )

I remembered my password! Or the LJ URL or something like that...

I'm not quite a groupie but my favourite solo bass player ever, Michael Manring is playing a gig more or less walking distance from my house, it'll be a duet gig with Steve Lawson who is one of the UK's best solo bass players (and plays from time to time with one of my workmates who is a drummer and live looped rhythm musician of some note ( Read more... )

So, I've been quiet, rather turned in on myself recently. This is both good and bad ( Read more... )

I still have a job, (unfortunately Chus is still looking).
I am learning to use facebook, (I think that with a decent internet capable phone I might get more out of it).
I am moving house, a week from today, (this coincides nicely with Google street view of London):

Old home was the upstair studio conversion with the bay windows, new home is the ( Read more... )