it was the night before fahey week...

except horsemouth writes this in the morning 

with a headache and with some toothache.

... and aching bones and muscles. 

yesterday he helped minty and jacqueline move. he assisted with some of the bigger, heavier items (but on the whole he left them to minty's cousins). at minty's old place they had lots of assistance (daryl and sam) - and at the new place they were lent a trolley (which was a great help).

in general though he can't but help agree with minty's cousin paul that people just have too much stuff. 

horsemouth likes physical labour - with a few concomitant mental problems (packing, loading, getting bulky items round doorways and into flats)- he feels it as an assertion of the total human being. horsemouth is certainly not as strong nor as supple as he once was, he has to let brains and repetition supplant his lost muscle power. 

he has lost muscle mass this much is true. 

all things considered he doesn't feel too bad.  

in the evening he watched the news and the detectorists (now on to series 2). 

tomorrow fahey week begins with the anniversary of the death of john fahey. on the 28th it will end with the anniversary of the death of robbie basho and the anniversary of fahey's birth. 

in previous years horsemouth has flitted about through fahey's catalogue and joined the dots to other american primitive guitarists. this year he thinks he will make an appreciation of other musicians/ anthropologists/ poets/ writers working related fields - alice coltrane, harry everett smith, matsuo basho etc.