yesterday howard was up visiting. (the last few times horsemouth has been over to his or over to wanstead flats/ park). they started with tea. then the cheap pizza.
they exchanged news of recent musical endeavours. howard is still singing well (curses). howard's guitar playing is really coming along nicely and he commented favourably on the guitars horsemouth gave him to play - the paesold, the resonator. what they didn't do was get two guitars in tune and have a jam.
for some parts of it they sat in the sunshine (when there was sunshine to sit in). at some point they cracked the beers horsemouth had bought the day before (and polished them off). they listened to an antonio carlos jobim greatest hits (good sitting in the the sun music) and then retired indoors for a joni mitchell greatest hits compilation (starting at you turn me on I'm a radio). howard noticed the similarities between raised on robbery and help me (horsemouth agreed but noted the funk and soul elements on the former).
they also listened to bill evans from left to right (electric piano and acoustic piano in alternation with an orchestra - and thus simultaneously urban and supper club at the same time) and speculated on the kind of movie it would soundtrack. they decided on the stars first (al pacino and diane keaton), a 70ies divorce drama set in NY, no boston, no washington. their house like the house from the exorcist, the season? autumn shading into winter - lots of montages of going shopping at the farmer's market etc.
horsemouth pulled up some photos of joan didion for visual reference. perhaps at some point wearing a long dress she gets into a muscle car and drives very fast round the beltway (is that even possible?). the plot? - diane keaton's had an affair in california, she's not sure if she wants to be here any more.
kind of like love story (but without ryan o'neil and ali macgraw).
listen to all the cinematic elements - in the orchestral arrangement, in bill's playing. listen to that brass section introduction to like someone in love.
maybe the film should be called autumn leaves (boom boom).
the session ended with a brace of drum and bass tracks
(exocet demon speed, makai beneath the mask, tech level 2 chemical, dj trace the mutant revisited).
horsemouth can't help but remember the nags head years - he lived just down the road from shoreditch, while he only made it up to metalheadz sunday sessions at the blue note a couple of times later he would regularly make it to grooverider's night grace on a sunday (where he played things batteringly loud). good times. wednesdays there would be dylan's night or there was a japanese crew who did a drum and bass night (DJ T-AK , tendai).
horsemouth is going through a lone wolf and cub phase (similar to his zotoichi phase earlier).
today. horsemouth doesn't know. he waits to hear about tomorrow (work- is it on?). this week he's got nothing on the calendar. a meeting perhaps. next week la semaine sanglante (the end of the paris commune). the week after, a meeting of the communal endeavour, anniversary of the release of musicians of bremen volume three, anniversary of the birth of harry everett smith.
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