'not even a unitary self, not even a howling multiplicity'

last  night horsemouth was so effective at keeping cool he dreamt of snow. (he also had to get up and put on a t-shirt. he dreamt of a descending black cloud rendered in artists brush-strokes and wondered what it was. 

he also dreamt in adornoesque turns of phrase (in a triple negative kind of style). 

he dreamt of dave social control's the rant-o-matic a cut into book that enabled the linking up of parts of speech so as to generate intelligible (but random) performance poems. one of his students had described it as a machine for destroying language. 

he dreamt, in short, of an adorno-matic. curiously enough today is walter benjamin's birthday

some people swear by guitar strap locks (the strap cannot slip off, the guitar cannot fall). but horsemouth started wondering that 'if you've solved the problem now is that more or less interesting than the unsolved problem'.

matthew, of triple negative,  in his performance,  often struggles with the base materiality of things and in particular the difficulties that attend upon performance (such as guitar straps that will not co-operate and stay strapped on). there is a moment of ungainly danger when putting on a guitar, that the hole in the strap (the eye) will not match up, that the guitar will discover that it is unsupported and fall to earth. 

at some point horsemouth's brain generated the phrase 'not even a unitary self, not even a howling multiplicity' - he thinks it can be 'improved' hapless instead of 'howling' perhaps. 

horsemouth was so pleased with these phrases he had to get up to write them down. 

following on from suke's liking for amárach by musicians of bremen from volume four lou left a note to say it was her favourite as well. nick lacey (a former studio engineer and so a man who should know) commented that it was a very dry recording with very little reverb on it. horsemouth replied that he guessed that himself and howard were so well pleased by how quickly it came together that it didn't occur to them to add reverb. 

horsemouth did some plotting - he's after recording and gigs. 

yesterday horsemouth was cat-sitting. the cat does not need much sitting and in fact would probably prefer no sitting. the flat is however stunningly beautiful.  in the evening he went up with claudia to water the allotment but the water was off (there is a water leak somewhere). fortunately claudia's allotment has two (small) water butts. the sun shone, the birds did not sing (very much) as claudia noted - it is possibly too hot for them.  

saturday possibly a meet up with howard. today a 26 ish 27 ish,  horsemouth might wander out early in search of a coffee. 

monday, tuesday - hell days of heat. horsemouth will probably hide indoors.