horsemouth is back from the west. he's feeling a bit run down and de-serotonin-ed (toxic chelsea lager/ busy week probably) - having been to see jah wobble (and various invaders of the heart ) play. after he goes to howard's (and then maybe another gig).
jah wobble is a big man these days - when horsemouth and paul arrived the club resounded to koto playing, then there was some taiko drumming with some japanese singing ... then a break and then jah wobble and some film and t.v. theme tunes(midnight cowboy, get carter, the sweeney, take five) just when the audiences patience was getting used up he switched to old reggae tunes (java augustus pablo - again with the koto player), there was a percussion interlude with jah wobble playing timbales and rototoms and the taiko drummer. at the mid point of the set visions of you, becoming more like god, (played to click, sinead o'connor's vocals on a sample - did horsemouth mention the drummer was a bit good - as drummers are these days) ending out with johnny rotter (johnny rotten impersonator) poptones, public image, and then everyone back onstage for the grand finale. the players horsemouth didn't realy know - veteran improv'er clive bell was only added on the day, the guitarists were a little busy for horsemouth's taste (but ____ aziz the second one can really play) and the keyboards a little cheesy (always one of jah wobbles failings).
it was most strange to see the public image material re- created note perfect (that was the quality of the players), the audience kind of didn't know what to do with it, but applauded loudly enough at the end. they were kind of pretending they'd moved on and didn't do nostalgia.
later, in the pub, horsemouth pointed out that the garage track playing was (basically) a dub bassline against diso drums - so very pil.
turn the heater on (the blue house) and this is where the story really starts.
horsemouth headed up to howard's in hackney to make some music. they appear to be writing a song about noah using the technique of book divination, horsemouth's ear picked out a pentatonic melody (probably a hangover from the japanese music at the jah wobble gig), the chords aren't (perhaps they can try the classic motown trick of posh chords/ pentatonic melody). they then tried a 6/8 one named (by object divination) as the comet (a song of the type unwelcome visitor). they then tried blue crystal fire and then kieth hudson turn the heater on (probably because new order covered it) - howard had recorded a great harmony version of it - but harmonies are precisely what throw horsemouth when he's singing. all this was on lucy's guitar, the slide tuned bad taste country and western guitar stayed in its case, perhaps (horsemouth thinks now) it's the right thing for noah .
then he was off to a cunning folk gig in sutton house (or the blue house as it was in squatter days) -when he was being filmed for the hackney documentary horsemouth took django there as one of the first squat venues he'd been to in london god told me to do it, antisect(?), and as john reminded him another green world. this time he was there to see stick in the wheel and john constable (aka john crow) and to look over the building - he'd heard there was a room they'd left as the squatters had left it - but they couldn't find it. horsemouth has to admitstick in the wheel are great (hey they even have a song about looting) - they do a version ofraggle taggle gypsy-O (the one with 7 gypsies who sang so neat and so complete) and a version of two sisters (a song of the type murder and the supernatural revenge). the woman who opened (at 8 sharp!) was from the norfolk folk clubs (good voice) - horsemouth liked the guitar playing on the first one (song of type - lover wants access to the house) but (sadly) has forgotten her name. and at the end john constable ('the live poet not the dead painter').
all thing very london - which is strange seeing as its ending - even the high net worth individuals (what are we to say of this) are being driven out by the ultra-high net worth individuals.
horsemouth may go for a walk today (or he may bottle it). sociability has cured his gringe - maybe he should try more of it.
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