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stark drone - very little happening in the audible range - it's all down there in the bass - ie at high volume it'll all be down in the downstairs flat
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To London today, mainly to the Wigmore Hall for the lunchtime concert - M Kutakowski on cello, J Ware on piano, me in the front row, right in front of the cellist - his music-stand blocked my view of his face, and his body blocked my view of the pianist - but never mind, the austerely beautiful page-turner with her red hair swept severely back was in full view and I must admit I am in love - well not really with her or anything, but I did love the way she was clearly so swept away by the music - eyes rolling and closing and head lolling and mouth pouting - it's a long time since I last made a woman cum, and indeed it might've been never, but as far as I remember it, it was something like that - and quite right too, it was an okay programme and really good performances - starting with Stravinsky, on with Ravel and Debussy and Satie and ending with Ginastera, only spoilt by a dull bland Faure encore.
My first visit to the Wigmore Hall since the lockdowns, and it was the first time that I've ever been in an unfull-capacity hall - though it was close to 100% - say about 90%. The person on one side didn't turn up - always a joy. On the other side were a young (20s) American couple who were nervous and in awe of actually being in this place which even I take a bit for granted. They seemed to know as much about chamber music as I did when I was in my 20s - ie more than I do now, I have forgotten so much - though I've always been shockingly ill-informed - it's one of the main reasons no musicians/fans ever like me in person, my lazy ignorance - and just my too-casual laziness in general.
Normally when in London I go by Tube everywhere, which of course is a stupid thing to do because it stops you from realising just how small the place is really and how everywhere is in easy walking distance of everywhere else - but today I marched everywhere - and even though it's a horribly Iain Sinclair-y thing to (re)do, I am determined to march right across or around the city in an old-ish-age repeat of a once great young thing.
Today in this warm grey day just going away forever, London felt friendly and clean and I liked it a lot - which made Southampton's shabby contrast all the more painful and wonderful as I left the late-afternoon station and went to Asda where nothing works - London had felt free of litter and with few beggars and few electric scooters - I was only back in Southampton two minutes and I'd already had one heartbreaking appeal for 60p and a near-death near-collision with a scooter and enough photos of the town's litter to fill up the next 200 album covers.
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(recorded this evening, photo today London)
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it sounds like those early Selbstportrait albums that Roedelius did a million years ago that have been my favourite albums for all of my life katharine eastman
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