forward to the easter sessions

good morning! good morning! horsemouth is up late having gone back to bed for a bit following a beer session out east with howard. as usual howard was the leader of the let's be sensible and go home early party and horsemouth the leader of the let's drink more beer and get insensible party. 

they drank initially in the pub with pizza (and had a pizza each) and then relocated to the large but empty pub (allegedly for one but you know how these thing go when people show horsemouth beer). 

horsemouth made it home ok. (district line east ham to west ham - jubilee line west ham to stratford - rail replacement bus to convenient bus stop then falafel wrap and shanks's pony to his door). the falafel wrap was most tasty (and of a decent size). 

the full horror of the night for horsemouth's wallet will be made plain when horsemouth gets his bank statement at the end of the month. on the whole though horsemouth's penury is going well

horsemouth is feeling a little remorseful and very slightly hungover this morning (god bless you modern beer so much kinder on the head  and stomach than the toxic lagers horsemouth used to drink). 

there is a plan to record round howard's over the easter holiday. (whether it will survive the other tasks clamouring for howard's attention and his post-work exhaustion is another matter). howard plans to be away over the summer so whatever they get from the easter sessions will be musicians of bremen for the year. 

horsemouth read of a dystopia from a writer (and former editor of horror anthologies under a pseudonym and literary magazines) kay dick. at her death she was still being harshly treated, 

'so obsessed did dick become over her financial situation - and what remained of her reputation - that, in 1996, she tried to extract money from the publisher cassell because one of its authors had inadvertently written that she was dead.

dick's ingratitude to those who tried to help her became legendary.'

horsemouth would be most annoyed if someone were to 'inadvertently' write that he was dead. he is not sure that it being 'inadvertent' would be sufficient to mollify him. 

smithsonian folkways are putting out loads of stuff by the mighty entourage music and theatre ensemble at the minute (featuring the excellent guitarist wall matthews).  it seems a greyish day out horsemouth seems to have a  cough and a bunged up nose.