'is there any yoked creature without it's private opinions?' (god save the queen)

certainly not horsemouth - he's a mine of opinions, many of them dusty and slightly historical.

once upon a time horsemouth met dave wakeling (the singer of the beat) a long time after his pop career, of which his american friends were unaware. dave modestly noted that the beat (or the english beat as they were known in america) had at that time recorded a song stand down margaret calling on the then new british prime minister to resign, years later (in about 1990 when the conversation took place, in fact days before the great british public were rioting over the poll tax) she had just been declared the longest serving british prime minister ever, thus demonstrating the power of political pop.



similarly horsemouth offers up god save the queen by the sex pistols as the queen becomes the longest serving british monarch ever. that we have failed to see the revolutionary eschatological moment, that we have failed to live in those times, would be a source of regret to the younger horsemouth (the older horsemouth is slightly relieved). and yet he cannot subscribe to gradualisms,
'the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts'

remarks an editorialising george eliot (and translator of feuerbach) in middlemarch.

if the 'potential h-bomb' of youth, frustration and boredom has been defused, if thatcher evaded the bullet intended for the queen, if the mpla and the ira have gone into government, if even the council tenancy has bitten the dust, then still something evades the curse of no future and history continues to happen.

horsemouth has started reading middlemarch (53p charity bucket horsemouth's local supermarket) as part of his project to familiarise himself with english literature after years of avoiding reading it on the basis that everybody else did.

yesterday horsemouth enjoyed the brief hours of afternoon sunshine and wandered off down to the distribution depots to stockpile against armageddon, he listenend to in the middle of nowhere by orbital (past their best but still some good moments) and night spirit masters a richard horowitz compilation of marrakesh based gnawa musicians (with an introduction by paul bowles). now that he listens to these shorn of his enthusiasms he hears them much better.