horsemouth has been reading bryan magee's men of ideas (token honorary man - iris murdoch) a whistlestop tour of various philosophers. this has distracted him from middlemarch (which was going really well).
howard (on the other hand) has held down a very demanding job and put up the second in his series of musicians of bremen mixes - gil evans, robbie basho movin' up a-ways, caribou, robert wyatt, joni mitchell, some electronica horsemouth isn't familiar with - all good clean stuff.
horsemouth is feeling slightly guilty having ditched out of going to a drone gig at st. leonard's shoreditch. he's also anxious that an article he wrote about clays lane in the limited circulation journal of the monkey-on-a-stick housing co-op (300 copies maximum) might have intersected with a criticisee (and that - gulp - horsemouth will now have to work with them). did he mention that this was many years ago.
it is typical of horsemouth to get anxious about minor shit - he gets anxious about this kind of stuff because he doesn't have real problems (like mortgages, childcare responsibilities for example). if he had real problems he would get anxious about other things.
nonetheless when horsemouth comes to tally up the gigs he has gone to this month it will be a creditable performance - but he will still persist in beating himself up with the gigs he didn't go to, the books he didn't read or finish reading, the theoretical connections he didn't make, the music he didn't record, the work he didn't do. this is why althusser is such an appealng character to him, wheras adorno (who only had to open his mouth for fully formed prose to fall out - according to habermas) appeals largely because of his grumpiness.
horsemouth may go out to a marshall allen gig tuesday - he works wednesday and thursday, so far nothing else. next week he's back to his main earner (and will doubtless be moaning about it all).
were a lion to speak to us we would not be able to understand him. if a mule should speak to us we would recognise him as a fellow son of toil (and set him to work).
it's a grey rainy day outside. yesterday was bright and sunny and warm - horsemouth was out babysitting in the morning - 'are you her grandfather?' guessed the girl in the playground, 'good guess' replied horsemouth.
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