Saturday 12 June 2021

we can remember it for you wholesale (record store day)

'we hope that you enjoy looking back and sharing your memories... from the most recent to those long ago.' 

the invitation on the shopfront said you have memories to look back on today. in a small sidebar it read we can remember it for you wholesale.

peter pluperfect had just been on his lunchbreak from the fnord! plant up the road. he wondered what they were selling and decided to pop in...

horsemouth was dreaming of some kind of investigative reporting lark. 

but now he is back in the world of memory. which is a difficult world full of difficulties,  misjudgements, bad decisions, losses of temper, unresolved issues.

the world outside is heating up. horsemouth skulked indoors yesterday. he's still recovering from his baby-sitting stint. it really sapped his energy (it was fun also but knackering). 

it is record store day (when we are invited to purchase sound recordings of previous events that capture particular moments of sound in time and collage them into songs that themselves become memories and activate particular feelings. we re-member things, we re-attach them to ourselves). 

horsemouth missed the robert curgenven gig when he went to cork three years ago (which he regrets, it sounds great).  

horsemouth plans to do a lot more skulking. he has to avoid catching covid before he gets the jab (and now he has to avoid catching covid after he gets the jab - at least until he plays his gig, after he will probably go and visit his parents). the summer he thinks people will be outdoors and socially distanced but then as people go back to meeting indoors the old problems return with winter (and a more transmissible variant of the virus).

statue of boris johnson to be placed on the thames riverbed to save time later joked horsemouth last year. boris is currently popular. we are currently in the vaccine bounce but when it becomes obvious that the vaccine isn't the magic cure then what? 

peter pluperfect emerged from the shop rubbing his eyes. he had just enough time to make it back to his shift at the fnord! plant. 



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