on having visited the mississippi delta of techno and listened to kraftwerk in a bar
yes horsemouth (but that was a very long time ago - probably 25 years ago, maybe 24 years and 6 months). back when detroit was coming back (again).
the roads just petered out and turned into fields (horsemouth always says this). the priority of the city authorities was to destroy the housing to stop it being visibly empty. the parallel was with the depopulated world of do androids dream of electric sheep?
the mexicans had made it all the way across the united states of america to one of the coldest places on the planet in winter. they had opened restaurants in the deserted downtown. the hipsters had yet to come (they were just sniffing around but had not even been constituted as a style tribe by this point). lots of people were living across the border in windsor ontario and commuting across to work.
horsemouth was reminded of this by the (allegedly astroturfed) 'trucker's' blockade of the bridge there - the point that 25% of the trade between the US and canada must pass through - well done the anti-lockdowners for actually finding one of the key choke points in the system (the left spends a lot of time going on about supply chains and logistics and 'pinch points', about how vulnerable 'just-in-time' makes capitalism but here was a bunch of anti-lockdown knuckleheads who had placed their thumb right on it).
there was a tunnel as well.
you have memories to look back on today. says facebook.
horsemouth has nearly finished reading ghostland by edward parnell. it is either a meditation on semiotic ghosts in the field of folk horror, or, rather it is a product of a writing-mill somewhere (a creative writing course). there is a belief that by writing this material down the emptied out life portrayed will acquire meaning.
horsemouth may have used this title before. he apologises for having woken up grumpy.
in the giallo horsemouth was watching last night (death occurred last night/ la morte risale a ieri sera - 1970) there is a comparison made between the author's fear of finishing off the book and the detective's depression when a crime is solved and a criminal caught. both find the prospect underwhelming.
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a year ago u-roy had just died. horsemouth was debating the prospect of more furlough. horsemouth notes that it is prince andrew’s birthday (huzzah for that most hard working of royals).
four years ago horsemouth was stomping in the studio (or at last posting photos of himself attempting to do this) - attempting to get a suitably thuddy thud for the track serpent(S) by stamping on the floor of howard's room (and referencing performance art while he did so).
storm eunice has ripped the roof off the dome (good! horsemouth never liked it).
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