'replacing the state with a library' (selected asininities)

it's 1988 and gustaw herling is in a snit. joseph brodsky has got the nobel and is uttering asininities about replacing the state with a library  and how people who read are wonderful. 

'reading is a misleading critereon of man's wisdom, noble-mindedness and honesty'  grumps herling. (he has seen the 20th century. he knows how it all ends). 

horsemouth is watching a fan-video on that hawkwind/ michael moorcock/ new wave SF into cyberpunk thing. there's a nice appreciation of pamela zoline's heat death of the universe. there's a new edition of hawkbinge out to (but it is on an album horsemouth never got around to buying having parted company with hawkwind at the time of chronicle of the black sword). 

yesterday horsemouth finished up at the cloud forest and returned to the main abode. there (tired) he rested until howard came round (with a pizza). they then proceeded to eat pizza and drink beer for the afternoon. they got the guitars out and tried out a few things. it was a bright sunny day and they had the window open. later horsemouth walked howard down to the tube. 

horsemouth has lent howard his copy of from the daguerrotype to the selfie. he seemed pleased by it.

horsemouth found it on a garden wall. it had been rained on and needed to dry out.

the debate is whether they need gigs to encourage them to rehearse or if they need to rehearse (and get good) so they can go and play gigs.  

horsemouth (in truth) feels little enthusiasm for the new material. it is good. he likes it. he thinks it is better represented by howard in singer-songwriter mode, he sees no room in it for himself. the material from volume four has already been and gone and musicians  lost the opportunity to work out a way to play it live because of the pandemic. 

there's a gig tuesday evening. max is having a book launch for his new book gorst. the publicity is already out there and has been shared by various people (thank you). 

horsemouth is unsure what he will play, howard is unsure if he will even be able to turn up. there are (in any event) other (most excellent) acts so horsemouth urges you to come on down. 

today horsemouth probably goes to rehearse with pete. it's a greyish morning so far and a bit murky (ok no the sun is beginning to cut through). other than that he doesn't know.