the humming of the summer galleries

two years ago musicians of bremen were playing a gig just off brick lane (many of you came). recording is more or less complete for musicans of bremen volume four.

a few days ago horsemouth wandered over to the supermarket in the fields - he bought dishwasher tablets and more coffee (two for five on lavazza red label, unheard of these days but only intermittently appearing). horsemouth is stockpiling coffee (and when they had the offer on tins of kidney beans/ chick peas).

other than that he either hid from the sun or sat in the back garden and read - he’s reading guy de maupassant’s account of his time in sicily (with illustrations of many of the sites and some notes on them by jean-pierre houël). last time he read it he was fascinated by the detail of the human hand that swinburne had given maupassant as a present (in the introductory essay by gesualdo bufalino). this time he was fascinated by the self-administered asylum for criminals at monte aperto and the static quality to the people in houël’s illustrations against the life of the ruins.

in the following days it was even warmer, even less activity, even more reading. horsemouth was listening to musicians of bremen demo CD for volume four but now on shuffle currently the humming of the summer galleries, ah we have reached the giant cumbia version of turn your heater on.