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before the london wedding

by katharine eastman

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This one might be brilliant and it might be crap, I shall leave it to the stats to tell me when I look tomorrow morning - the best bit about being a, er, musician (the only good bit) is looking at the stats and telling yourself that maybe today isn't your lucky day but maybe your next album will be the one that makes me famous and rich and loved and brings masses of friends and pure hot green radiance like love actually is a thing.

This one came about by accident - a total cock-up really. At an early stage I tried to slow things down by 12% but instead slowed everything down by 92% and I didn't immediately notice that I was suddenly grappling with a piece of music that was about three weeks long. Yes my fans are wonderfully patient, but even I can't expect you all/both/it's-just-you-really to download and eternally treasure a three-week-long album of mine.

So anyway, here is about 0.7% of what resulted. The problem with being a full-time musician like me is that my idea of full-time is about twenty minutes every other day, and that leave a lot of free time. So yesterday I finished binge-watching Succession, which I think was overrated but still okay. It's just that apart from Logan and Shiv and maybe Gerri I found all the characters totally ludicrous and annoying - Ken's stuttering was totally stupid and phoney, or else the actor was crap - and Rome was so annoying that it's a miracle he could go ten minutes at a time without being punched - and Tom ? I never worked out what Shiv saw in him - it never made sense for a moment. And Greg .... ridiculous.

If these are the sorts of people who really are running the world and our lives well I want to jump ship. And by coincidence, I really do. For the first time in my life I am actually considering emigrating. It would have to be somewhere where they speak English as the main language. All my friends (who all seem to be thinking of leaving too) tell me (who has never even been abroad, no not once) that "everyone speaks English in Europe, and everywhere else too". Maybe so. But I think it's bad manners to not be fluent in a country's language, and I am crap at languages.

When I say I am going abroad, I don't mean ABROAD-abroad - lord, no - I just mean to another city - somewhere up north. I almost never wander round this town nowadays without bumping into people who are having "episodes", shouting and raving. Okay I am sure every city is the same. Though my recent trip to Newcastle seemed like a different and better world. It's just that down here they now all recognise me, they call me a friend, this is what friendship is apparently, they can tell from the smirk on my face that I actually agree with what they are saying. Up in Newcastle nothing anyone said made any sense and it was wonderful to be so disconnected.

recorded this evening, photo a hedge near Salisbury last week

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released April 22, 2024

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