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ultra-simplified remix/edit of Acoustic Digital - that one was 50/50 piano/guitar - this one is 90/10 p/g - I've driven myself half-bonkers mucking around with this one and got too close to it and cannot judge if the result was worth the effort or not. Half of me wonders if anything is worth the effort. And the other half knows that effort is ultimately the only thing that anything is worth.
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Yesterday evening at Harbour Lights I ate a pizza and then saw the doc about Oliver Sacks. I wouldn't recommend it - the pizza, or the documentary. Rather average. I tried to read Oliver's man/wife/hat book once but found that dull and overrated and indigestible too.
While waiting in the bar area before the documentary, reading a book, people sat near me and obviously whether I wanted to or not I couldn't help overhearing what some were saying. The trio in a nearby corner were talking about their favourite mountaineering documentaries, the new one, an old one, also about Alison Hargreaves and Julie Tullis etc etc.
Then a couple sat opposite me and started talking about their recent walk along the South Down Path. I didn't try to join in either conversation - even though I think that both slightly overloud conversations were mainly for the "benefit" of myself and everyone else in the bar area.
It was all slightly depressing. Yet more proof that the world has caught up with me. The pandemic is to blame. I will admit that the pandemic hasn't been all bad for me - the first lockdown bored me so much that all I could find to do was to lose weight and it's one of the best things I have ever done - perhaps it and marriage are the only two good big things I have ever done.
But the pandemic has had downsides too. It's encouraged people to discover how amazing parts of Britain are - people who would normally only think that places abroad could possibly be amazing. It's encouraged people to wander about, to leave the cities, to downsize, to think about what their life is all about and all that blah blah blah GretaThunberg-y stuff.
Depressingly, in 18 months, I've gone from being a bit ahead of the curve, to being just another one of the millions of cliches. This is a feeling that many music-needers will have experienced some time ago - even those of us who are always up for the newest thing, always preferring to take a chance of various random releases of today rather than lots of sure safe albums of yesterday. All yesterday's private wonderful musicians are now fodder for safe posh herd-y people who get all their info from the Sunday Times.
Knowing that fashion is cyclical, I have decided that in future I must now stay in the city, drive more, walk less, catch up on re-hearing all my old Boz Scaggs albums, upsize, maybe even buy a ticket for this afternoon's James Bond showing and sit in a corner loudly talking to myself about cheap patio-heaters and my recent package holiday in Barcelona.
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(recorded yesterday and today, photo Woolston Wastewater Treatment Works yesterday)
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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
The latest from Grails is full of woozy, expansive music that draws on a host of sources to create immersive compositions. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 5, 2016
