be not dismayed at the signs of Heaven, they are signs but not to be feared

‘they have destroyed everything even down to the last memory’ said the photographer nadar of the haussmann-isation of paris (a stage ably described by zola in the kill). horsemouth is back after working in the west and after a sneaky post-work pint with co-worker matt. they discussed kung-fu films and heavy metal and surviving on in this city, the moment the first credit crunch hit the banks and horsemouth’s opinion that craft beer is the crack cocaine of gentrification (but very pleasant nonetheless).

horsemouth has made a start on richard gough’s a history of myddle (so good a name for a 17th C. town near shrewsbury that horsemouth at first thought it was made up - like akenfield). ravens follow a murderer from the scene of the crime (that is how he is identified), a pair of pigeons herald death, gough loses faith in astrology ‘bee not dismayed at the signes of Heaven, they are signes butt not to be feared.’


meanwhile howard has put up another mix (and very good it is too) - seemingly it has the origin for a sample used in the ghost dog soundtrack and a song from musicians of bremen: volume one (the one where ruth sings the main vocal) and, if horsemouth’s ears are true, a dub version of ain’t misbehaving.