yesterday horsemouth was knackered (he walked back from pop(u)lar). only 4 or so miles (but probably slightly longer by waterway) but hey. yesterday the weather was wonderful. the canal looked like a vision of paradise.
someone is trying to get to horsemouth on his mobile phone voicemail but he can't get to his mobile phone voicemail.
horsemouth is remembering a gig he played at iona's birthday up in stamford hill 9 or so years ago. at the time he had a frozen shoulder as a result of work and so depped in rust to play guitar. they weren't really speaking at the time because of some post snatch foster band (mis)understanding so they only got to rehearse it just before the gig. (wouldn't it be wiser to rehearse before the gig suggested zali). he thinks they both played borrowed guitars.
if horsemouth remembers correctly they did the devil song, (possibly the werewolf if horsemouth had it by then), golden hair (by syd barrett with lyrics by james joyce) and gentleman john (with nick of the snatch foster band singing on the chorus - a nice strong vocal if horsemouth remembers correctly). if they played anything else he has forgotten it.
today john visits (he's been up at his folks in the north). horsemouth should do a run to the supermarket to make sure there's enough food in. horsemouth presumes he's staying over at graham's mostly.
this morning the heating has miraculously turned itself on (by the miracle of thermostats - how do they work?). well at least that proves it works. the gas expensive autumn/ winter season has begun. there is (of course) a disagreement about how best to heat themselves over winter - sten is a subscriber to the heat the fabric of the building school of warmth, horsemouth is a subscriber to the heat yourself when you get cold school (otherwise known as the 'put on a jumper', 'hug the radiator', 'if you're cold then go for a walk' school).
normally, however, horsemouth buckles first, before ian and sten, because of the frailty of his flesh (and his habit of sitting around the place doing nothng). frankly he tends to review a lot of winter from his bed.
of course work was very useful in that it got horsemouth out and about and got his circulation going (but he would also often spend the walk to the tube station coughing up his lungs).
it is the anniversary of john coltrane recording live in seattle (30th september 1965). it's a bit of a skronk-fest to be honest, it's the original quartet but expanded. it's one of the ones with pharoah sanders on. the song titles are things like cosmos, evolution, tapestry in sound. tomorrow they will go into the studio and record om. the version of a love supreme they recorded at that gig is coming out soon too.
horsemouth is giving live in seattle a listen now. he's warming to it.
coming up the anniversary of patti smith's first ever gig (with lenny kaye on guitar) where she performed the poem fire of unknown origin (later used as lyrics by the blue oyster cult). various bank things (he still hasn't resolved his central anxiety).
so like horsemouth says a trip to the supermarket today (probably).
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