Just another day: waiting for the rain to stop this morning, it did then go out on the bike. 58 miles, that’s it.
K Hersh: Sky Motel delivered in school yesterday. Since it was a staff training day, I played it over the speakers in my room. First impression wasn’t great. Now I’m at home listening on a proper Hifi, a change of mind is unavoidable. The concert next month should be stunning. Note: take spare cash for any goodies for sale. A book of lyrics would be perfect.
Making more pictures today, searching for things, and finding things to throw out. With rain outside, that’s the kind of day we’re having.
An Evening With Kristin Hersh: a birthday outing for me in London. How the day will pan out is not at all clear yet. But the tickets order made it in time.
In the meantime, I am thinking over the way she writes. Writers are so interesting aren’t they. I love the way they talk about the process.
She says in in a 1995 interview with AOL’s
Critics’ Choice electronic music magazine:
The air: is lighter today. There is a lot of personal turmoil underway at work but my mood is lighter. So many have personal-life-falling-apart issues, unscheduled absence, disintegrating families (not just me then). What is going on this year?
At least my day was lighter in spirit; no visits to the blue study for me. I did escape to the Arboretum for some air, some light and time.
Letter writing: try this for an intriguing website.Sleeptrip. The site is full of love letters, 300 of them (possibly more). Have a read.
Tuesday Night :
When you sleep you tell me off I told you once before I can’t resist you When I sleep I build you up I make you king of here I can’t resist you I can’t wait…I’ll suck down another water while I wait I watch the clock turn blue and think of you while I wait I can’t wait the moon shines through my dress and through my glass I promise not to drink until you’re home I can’t wait… the moon pales even when I think it holds the face of the clock I watch for you While I wait
I can’t wait…
Me And My Charms :
You can come back when you want just know that I’ll be here I haven’t left this step and when the lights go out I pick the angel up
I only have two hands… she here? is she here right now? drive her off; don’t bother to call I’m checking out today me and my charms
when I kiss the angel I have a taste of you when I take the angel I have a piece you can come back I haven’t left you yet and when the lights go out I pick the angel up I only have two left feet all I have in my hands me and my charms when I kiss the angel I have a taste of me and my charms down on the ground you can’t leave me now I haven’t left you yet
Book: "Norwegian Wood", by Haruki Murakami
There is a lovely line in the book I am reading currently ("Norwegian Wood" by Haruki Murakami.) He uses a simple language that is all the more powerful for it:
Thinks: there must be something about the end of summer. Why? After a nice day walking the dogs, sharing a meal with friends and stuff, I lay in the garden hammock until the sun went down listening while to my iPod*. I had that feeling that crops up, the one about the close of the season, time to finish unfinished business, lament, take stock and look back on the time of year that makes us feel alive.
*iPod: I need to upgrade, it’s a real pain that this Nano has such restricted space (4Gb) so I am looking at the Classic (which now start at 120Gb) but are much more bulky and heavy. There are some odd stories on the web about reduced sound-quality over the Nano series; they probably relate more to the 2nd series though.
Revenge Songs; by Jacob Golden is getting rave reviews in the media, is that because of the record’s euphonic sound? I’m not really sure how long I will like this album, but for now I am playing it every day. I never ever play an album more than once in a day, I really hate doing that- it just ruins the experience. On the negative side, is seems a little naive in places, and the production is a bit heavy on the reverb (or whatever it is).
News: I get to keep the toaster and the kettle!
Micycle 