something like an autobiography

horsemouth has survived another week at work and in a short hour he goes to make music (andrew minty - et al? maybe). then he is babysitting (this double booking gets him out of two birthday celebrations and a gig - oops sorry people horsemouth has self-sabotaged again). monday he attends a meeting. tuesday is the anniversary of the death of fanny kelly (hostage of the souix) and world galaxy day (the anniversary of the recording of world galaxy by alice coltrane.

the week after the anniversary of ten years of horsemouth’s blogging (and of the recording of robbie basho’s live album in bonn - bonn ist supreme).

‘... revolving forever inside his own skin, on him the spirit has spoken its anathema’

horsemouth has been accused of wishing his life away (there is some truth in this) and documenting it in excruciating detail. the blogs (starting on myspace and transferring not exactly seamlessly to facebook - then migrating (in part) to here), the blogs constitute something like an autobiography that horsemouth the songwriter has been too lazy to write

‘thus, when the universal sun has set, does the moth seek the lamp light of privacy’

horsemouth watched an early kurosawa film ikiru (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ikiru) in part lifted from tolstoy’s the death of ivan ilych - a bureaucrat realizes he is dying but (kurosawa takes further) as a dying gift he creates a park for the children - no tear is left unjerked but at the same time its a restrained movie sanguine about the possibilities for change. takashi shimura is (as alex cox says in his introduction) a flexible actor - from the inspector loman like character he plays in kurosawa’s police procedurals, to the bureaucrat so dead his co-workers refer to him as the mummy, he’s got a great craggy expressive face.

did horsemouth mention that howard had resequenced the first album (and in doing so created another compilation of b-sides  as well, no? ah well- here it is.