horsemouth has decamped to the cloud forest. he's just run off some giant ginger talking cat from just outside the cat flap (enabling the cats, having ate breakfast, to make an exit).
it is five years since horsemouth acquired the roderick paesold p.90 classical guitar. paesold are famous for making violins but they didn't make the guitars (that's just some badging and copyright thing).
yesterday horsemouth went out for a walk with his friend (and former gertrude guitarist) ayesha. they discussed the pandemic, lockdown, absent friends, their living in london timelines and the overall politics.
horsemouth notices that he is a bit focused on the moment of lockdown (at some point the rest of time will become available).
and at some point last night horsemouth wrote down the phrase 'by correspondence' - it was from a science fiction novel written by two authors who never physically met (everything being done by 'the mails' as such things were done before the rise of the internet).
today (hopfully) he goes to finish off the latest tranche of recordings with howard (but if they don't they don't there's always friday). horsemouth thinks they should pad out 'the album' with some projects left over from previous sessions. he's not convinced by all the recordings of the songs they have achieved.
he had a look at the post tyrannousaurus rex career of steve 'peregrine' took (bounced from the band for wanting to do his own songs). before that he was looking up energy efficiency measures.
the weather says grey all day then some sun in the afternoon/ evening maybe.
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