the last poets

last night horsemouth's mind was full of things to write in this blogpost (but not this morning). 

curiously enough this morning horsemouth and sten woke up in a rhyming mood. yesterday john (they talked over zoom) had reminded horsemouth of the last poets, for horsemouth this brought back the memory of going to a last poets  gig with kate. there was only one last poet (and a percussionist), there was an ongoing dispute over the use of the name the last poets between jalal nurrudin and the duo of abiodun oyewole and umar bin hassan. jalal had (allegedly) stabbed one of the two (horsemouth cannot remember now who) in the throat with an acupuncture needle to prevent him performing leaving just the one poet. (horsemouth has to say it was one of the best gigs he ever saw). 

the photos from horsemouth's work on catastro*Fille's george lansbury work seem to be getting a fair amount of attention (which is nice).  as usual now that he has finished doing something horsemouth wishes he'd taken the time to do it better.

it looks like horsemouth &co. are to be fitted with smart meters (in pursuit of lower electricity and gas bills). sten was full of dire prognostications of sudden meter failures. horsemouth, having marched the light brigade into this narrow pass by dint of not reading the sign up agreement properly was keen to get them fitted. ian was flexible  (as, ultimately, was sten).

someone has taken pity on horsemouth, someone has posted one of the early argento's he hasn't seen (in a filmed from another screen and poorly framed version). it is an early one so it has a morricone soundtrack (but featuring a re-imagining of crazed sixties blues rock). 

today horsemouth is supposed to be working. it's a last minute booking and the set up hasn't been done. horsemouth waits to see what will happen.