earnest and young (and a gig in herefordshire)

sorry people - gig cancelled 

thursday night horsemouth went out with his friend richard (who is visiting the seaside towns). as you may remember the wild hare club (and hence richard) was the first person to put horsemouth up onstage as a single act. horsemouth is grateful and glad to advertise it here.

it’s been a pig of a year allround but frankly horsemouth’s problems are small beer compared to those other of his friends are in receipt of. they met on the southbank (horsemouth killing time before the meet in the rfh with the fuel poor but transport rich OAPs, homeless, gypsies and yummy mummies/ au pairs).

they walked down the river - horsemouth tried to tempt richard with the black friar (but it was too busy), the george in southwark was initially elusive but they found it eventually - eventually got served and went outside into the unusually warm(ish) evening.

soon (attracted by richard’s persistent namedropping) horsemouth and richard were introduced to an earnest and young suit couple at their table. with the guy horsemouth and richard had a friendly conversation about music (fucken’ hell what is it about the youth and pink floyd?) - he seemed to like the kind of music that horsemouth liked when he was his age (or possibly even a little younger). he was with a certain firm of management consultants and they were working him to death (blah). they’d known each other from before and both come to the city to escape the countryside. horsemouth announced that he as probably going the other way (such was the city), richard stated that he’d already gone that way (back to the countryside to grow potatoes).

she was a bit more interested and interesting - hooked in by the term machiavellian ‘what do you mean by machiavellian?’ she asked as she lent in (displaying a superb grasp of it in practice). she’d travelled. she’d spent time in township in south africa (interestingly enough the night before horsemouth had dreamt he’d met his dad in a shebeen - his dad was having a whale of a time). she worked in HR. she was an optimist. at the end horsemouth wished her luck.

the employers of the minute no longer say that the employees are a great cost rather there is a school of thought that talks of them as a cohort of innovators - but neither should be taken at face value both are the ideology of their age and location. when vast numbers of workers produced stuff they were a cost as part of an agreed process of value creation. now that process of value creation is far less clear in its detail. similarly the reliance on our human capacities is not a victory for our humanity over the soullessness of work but part of a process of renegotiation of the relationship between capital and worker.

ok horsemouth is off to go babysitting. later. this weekend he will mostly be being good and trying not to fall over.