'strange things happen on a friday night...'

horsemouth and sten (and a friend of sten’s - michael) went out to see adrian sherwood play (er. and that well known magma and krautrock fan steve ‘interesting’ davis, asian dub foundation, and, horsemouth presumes, some ex-members of rip rig and panic, pigbag or one of those). thanks for the squeeze andy.

later (as part of his dj set) sherwood played a verion of john holt’s strange things (a u-roy talk over?) - possibly one of the strangest reggae records ever recorded. sample lyric ‘but I’m just a wandering sheep, a wandering sheep on this island’.

horsemouth walked most of the way back chatting with a dude from a guardian company out in romford in essex - romford is the place to be (romford romford) - he was friendly and enthusiastic about possibilities out there at the bitter end (now rebranded the better end).

thursday (after an abortive work mission) horsemouth walked to the whitechapel gallery to watch ben’s film dead the ends for the second time - it is (of course) all there (again) - this time horsemouth spots the isidore isou dedication, he spots the shift from tranche one (the cultural re-cycling of capital -biba etc.) to tranche two (the time machine of debt). there are even spinners of the the bird / the cage - the bird in the cage type. 

to prepare he’s also watched a bit of ben’s can dialectics break gravity - which starts with a piece of georges méliès le voyage dans la lune wheras dead... has a piece of la sortie des usines lumière à lyon.

at the first moments of film there was a chance for film to be different from the narrative cinema it has become, there was a possibility of misreadings which we are all, by long exposure, trained not to see.

ben gave a little talk before the showing (which horsemouth thinks was a mistake) better to have a discussion after when people have formed their opinions unassisted. horsemouth didn’t hang around for a chat in the bar after.

they’d reached the cinema by means of walking through the gallery - there was a giant birdcage, on his way back out horsemouth noticed something moving... in the trees ... the birds. on his walk back home he noticed a sparrow sitting in the middle of the road - he wondered if it was fake - but no it flew off. this morning a long discussion online.