Wednesday, 31 May 2023

books, films, gigs, events may 2023

books

- microcosms (claudio magris)

- picasso (arianna huffington)

- man and beast/ engravings (picasso)

- italian poems (blok, pirog, lucy vogel)

- kingdom come (j.g. ballard)

- daily torygraph (sample headline 'WHO powers could force UK into lockdown')

-  joshua craze's article on the dardenne brothers in NLR sidecar 

- at the serpentine and the aylesbury estate (review of steve mcqueen's 'grenfell') gazelle mba, LRB blog.

films

- the devil rides out

- vengeance of a snow girl (run run shaw)

- watch me while I kill

- copaganda (various episodes and 'the empty apocalyptic horror of the last of us')

- mark kermode doc. on horror 

- bookpilled/ thrift a life makes it to mexico

- a documentary on colin wallace (and lobster magazine) 

- malpactice (last episode), maryland,  without sin (tv dramas various)

- jack bruce documentary

- charlie chaplin sings a nonsense song

- a few videos on poverty in the USA

- a video from 9 years ago on attempting to build an afghan police force

- the first two episodes  of children of the stones and then a view from a hill (a later bbc ghost story at christmas) with andrew minty 

- david runciman on montaigne (LRB)

- don cherry in sweden and don cherry organic music gig for RAI (1976) 

gigs

no gigs

events

kenneth anger RIP,  pete brown RIP, village hall plant and produce sale, marshall allen's 99th birthday, the 5th anniversary of the release of  volume 3 by musicians of bremen, the anniversary of the release of horsemouth and howard's joint golden glow number five, sweet earth flying/ eleven lights city weekend, curry in birmingham with dave and sally, angela and martin, roy and viv. 

a failed telephone call day (hopefully it will all happen today)

more on the don and moki cherry organic music thing.here's some footage of them at home in sweden and in new york. it is in colour (which is a big advantage). horsemouth has also found (well the algorithm has found for him) some clips of them paying a gig on italian tv but it is in black and white which is strange because you can recognise moki's very colourful .banners but not see the colours.  

horsemouth was listening to this late (and he'd forgotten to bring his earphones) and so to avoid disturbing his parents he was listening to it on very low volume. so he'll give it another go later on today. 

two years ago today horsemouth and howard released this golden glow  mix ('the one that starts with zvichapera'). thereafter you are off on one of horsemouth's better 'journeys by DJ'. soon we are into the anniversaries of the summer release schedule round musicians of bremen volume four. 

yesterday a failed telephone call day. hopefully it will all happen today.

there's been a survey on people's satisfaction with their air-source heat pumps - it suggests it is as high as four out of five people are satisfied to very satisfied. but the picture is more complicated than the headline suggests - knocking on for a third of owners are not satisfied/ not very satisfied with the running costs, nearly a quarter of users are similarly dissatisfied with ease of control.  

this is before we get into the fact that the grid will have to be expanded to tackle the extra load if everybody is going to be using air-source heat pumps to heat their homes in mid winter. anyway the problems of decarbonisation even at the scale of the communal endeavour are sufficiently complicated to keep horsemouth busy (than you very much). 

Tuesday, 30 May 2023

'‘we are not done with covid, not even close'

the don and moki cherry stuff continues to give.

horsemouth cropped and sharpened up the photo to focus on the interaction between don cherry (tablas), a young eagle-eye cherry (harmonium) and moki cherry (tanpura). she looks over at her son and husband as they all make music together. another little boy looks on, he's half way to the audience, he could be one of her other kids (horsemouth doesn't think so - his hair is too straight) - there was neneh cherry (moki's daughter with a previous partner), and moki's other children with don cherry - david ornette cherry, christian cherry (they're probably in the audience somewhere).

don and moki cherry gigged and ran music workshops for children across sweden until 1977,  they filmed a series of TV programs and a series of radio programs for children in swedish. (horsemouth has had no luck in finding these online (so far). 


horsemouth has written his 'read, watched and experienced' list for may 2023

immunologist akiko iwasaki remarks;

we are not done with covid, not even close... I get that people want to move on from the pandemic, but the virus is still out there, people are getting infected, and there’s the possibility of developing long covid.'

martin wolf (over at the FT) notes the rise of a right-wing populism and must perforce admit that it was stirred up by the neoliberalism he was a proponent of.. 

the 'work from home' changes accelerated by covid decimate the downtown of  san fransisco (once the epicentre of the tech revitalises the city bubble.

and beyond this the climate crisis. 

here it is a grey morning. horsemouth is just off in search of top up for his coffee. honesty would compel him to expand his media diary - news briefing, the world at one, the six o'clock news are staples of his day, the grauniad website and the FT podcast, then any NLR/ LRB blogs or podcasts. 

today the wait for a phonecall. 

Monday, 29 May 2023

'the fearful state of the undead'

so remarks van helsing (at least in his peter cushing hammer horror incarnation). horsemouth was watching a mark kermode doc. on horror on youtube last night - you just know .it's a horror film even with the sound off by the way it looks. 

crows, jays, pied woodpeckers (the peanuts in his dad's birdfeeder brings all the birds to the yard). a bird of prey (a kite or a buzzard) will sometimes attempt to take advantage of the thermals on the hillside but it will usually find itself mobbed by the crows and have to beat an undignified  retreat. a solitary crow has worked out that food is left inside the henshed and will sometimes land and boldly walk in the door to go and get it. there is a certain comedy to their behaviour. 

in the evening lambs gambol, rabbits hop about and wise sheep sit and chew the cud. . 

yesterday horsemouth was helping plant out some begonias and petunias (and some tomatoes and cucumbers) remind him to go and water them later. (remind him to let the hens out and to feed them) 

it is almost time for the monthly read/ watched/ listened to list. horsemouth has nearly finished kingdom come. 

at the end of this month a golden glow mix of horsemouth's tunes. howard is on half term for a week. 

inspired by a daily torygraph article horsemouth did some research on moki cherry swedish textile artist and wife of jazz / improv trumpeter don cherry. she has a retrospective  on  at the ICA at the minute. she designed a lot of his album covers, designed and made his stage sets  and played tampura (an indian drone instrument) in an ensemble with him. as you know from horsemouth's liking for tulsi's work with alice coltrane he likes that sound. it's also on john mclaughlin'e my goal's beyond.  

today a bank holiday. tomorrow a phonecall. horsemouth should get on and refuel. 

Sunday, 28 May 2023

it is the 5th anniversary of the release of musicians of bremen volume three

it is the 5th anniversary of the release of musicians of bremen volume three.

horsemouth should be on a zoom call with howard for zoom beers. and he should be back in hackney because friends are visiting. but...er. he isn't. he also should have been back in hackney because the universe was being cruel to a friend. (plus he has music to get on with). 

he has missed his opportunities once again. 

musicians of bremen's volume three is essentially the horsemouthfolk solo album. 

strangely though it features a number of duo improvisations (serpent(S), on the banks of the susquehanna), a hymn (let all mortal flesh keep silence), a number of guitar instrumentals, one robbed off debussy (her hair like some glittering gold is a lift of la fille au cheveux de lin) , one robbed of john fahey (funeral music lifts some of his the death of the clayton peacock), and one derived from the subdivision of the octave by modes of limited transposition (when the faun met alice).. 

it also includes a 14th century dirge (worldes blisse), an irish traditional tune (sliabh na mban, sung by denise ishaque), a gospel blues (satan your kingdom must come down)  and a collection of english folksayings about the devil (the devil) set to music.

howard is very busy throughout (on harmonium, on backing vocals, on sound collages and delays and treatments) and (tbh) it was him who did the actual recording (except for two tracks that were done some years before by nick lacey). denise ishaque sings on one and pete holmgren plays double bass on another. 

horsemouth is very proud of it. he urges you all to buy it. he will endeavour to make time to listen to it today.  

demos for horsemouth's next outing (whenever that should be) exist on soundcloud.  

at the moment horsemouth is hiding out at his folks in the countryside. he is in his brother's old bedroom. he is mostly reading the daily torygraph  (sample headline WHO powers could force UK into lockdown) and (in strange relation) j.g.ballard's kingdom come (which now reads, to horsemouth,  like a prediction of brexit). 

he mostly does his reading sitting out the front of the house. he's not really developed the habit of taking a book and reading it up on the common yet. he doesn't tend to get much further. 

Saturday, 27 May 2023

the axis of memory and forgetting

'a harsher truth is that something like this will happen again because nothing has been done to change the circumstances that led to it the first time.'

it is not enough to remember. it is necessary to change. horsemouth doesn't need to tell you what he's talking about (the lesson is widely applicable). 

kenneth anger RIP. if you look at the film horsemouth was involved in (the fall of the house of fitzgerald) there's a big kenneth anger influence - the costumes, the static shots, the UFOs (as well as a big sun ra influence). it just looked to horsemouth like great fun (except anger makes great movies out of it).  

this (up to this point) is what horsemouth wrote yesterday afternoon/ last night (he forgets exactly when). except (to complicate the picture) the two sentences in this paragraph were written this morning

the sun shines in the window. horsemouth has been out to feed the chickens their scraps (much contention over the used tea bags and cake, little interest in tomatoes). he will go back in a bit to give them their corn.he should probably water the plants in the green house this afternoon when the sun goes off round the back of the hill. 

the sheep are back (with their lambs). horsemouth has turned on the small electric fence to stop them from rooting around near the wire fence round the chicken enclosure. his parents think the sheep will inadvertently create an opening through which a fox could enter and cause chicken carnage. 

it looks like the (wild) birds have rinsed the bird-feeder again. 

back on facebook horsemouth has chopped and resized his header picture (it is an excerpt from the pilgrimage to san isidro by francisco goya). it shows a guitarist, a pilgrim,  as part of the crowds. everybody seems beset by terror. horsemouth's actual mood is not nearly so dark.  

it is exceptionally beautiful and restful up here. horsemouth's reading of kingdom come by j.g.ballard (a  late return to themes and form) continues. horsemouth has finished his coffee (excepting the gritty dregs) and must now get on with the day.  


Friday, 26 May 2023

kingdom come (so much the worse)

'halving inflation this year... is the quickest way to put the money back in people's pockets.'  - jeremy hunt, chancellor.

except it isn't jeremy (say my name, say my name). because as long as inflation isn't zero (or negative) things are still getting more expensive and (unless people are having wage rises) this will leave them with less money in their pockets.

'the  computer age demands an enlightenment on steroids in which progress is propelled not by a small clique of scientists and technologists but by the mass creativity of the entire workforce.' - sherelle jacobs goes all hardt and negri  in the daily torygraph. but as we know, as even oscar wide (of all people) noted, capitalism doesn't want the intellect of the workers (not really). it just wants their work. 

people argue this has changed. so much the worse. precisely where that border is is a matter for negotiation. 

the torygraph also notes that skyscrapers stand empty as new york works from home and introduces us to the concept of zombie buildings rendered barely function because of vacancy rates.

bookpilled has made it to mexico and is reading ballard. horsemouth has just started on some late ballard (kingdom come) - which goes well so far. yesterday blok was at the uffizi gallery (in 1909) and it was marshall allen's 99th birthday (this year).

. the internet is being a bit buggy out here (that never happens at home). 

Thursday, 25 May 2023

'you never forget your first apocalypse' (crow feather)

'you never forget your first apocalypse' jokes the presenter.

but you do. because they occupy finite areas of time and they don't fit into the historical narrative and because soon enough you are back to everyday grind of capitalism. and so covid and the spanish flu vanish over the horizon (until the next virus comes). one of the interesting things about the spanish flu is how little a dent it left in the historical record overshadowed by WW1..

horsemouth suspects that it will go similarly with covid.  

down in the comments fans argue that he has misunderstood the last of us and selectively reviewed it. the last of us has (in the tv series version) the classic flashbacks to the 'they warned us' moments. 

and here we are in the post-apocalyptic present.

horsemouth supposes that the pandemic marks a point of transition for him so he is more inclined to remember it. it obviously continues to have effects - inflation, the re-routing of brexit (the failure to launch of the victory parade and the sunny post-brexit uplands) and to not affect other areas - the cold war continues (ukraine), the rise of china continues - capitalism restructures round these. 

horsemouth picked up a crow feather a few days ago but then he wondered if that were wise given bird flu. at some stage bird flu will not just cross the species barrier (it has done that already) but become transmissible between humans (and at that point we could face another pandemic).

yesterday an annoying day. the progress people were looking towards could not be made. horsemouth went up onto the common to fume. later he ate dinner and watched some tv. 

the man with the mower has been and scalped the hills. horsemouth should probably rake some of the grass off - he needs to discuss it with his dad, he knows about such things.

horsemouth should emphasise that it is very beautiful out here at the moment. the sun has not baked the vegetation yet. it is still lush. in particular the wildflowers in the hedgerows (but sadly not on the bankings that have been mowed). 

Wednesday, 24 May 2023

'the world in which these dreams made sense is long gone...' (not to 'get ahead of himself')

'we were indeed angry, and this anger motivated us to make this film, particularly when we found out that there’s a huge number of unaccompanied minors who disappear. no one seems to worry about it. that absolutely has to change.’ - luc dardenne, london film festival.

the characters in the dardennes brothers' films are all trying to 'drop back in' to regain a toehold in society - whether keeping that job or establishing a relationship. joshua craze's article in NLR sidecar argues these efforts are doomed - that world of work, that solidarity between people, is simply gone, living on only as habit.

horsemouth really only knows rosetta (girl rats out another employee to take their job - this is already more realistic than 9/10th of other social dramas) and two days and one night (woman fights to keep her shit job assembling solar panels literally having to beg her co-workers). 

this complaint - that work is ending, that solidarity is ending, of social breakdown - is a familiar one. it is (curiously) the world of noir - a grim war of each against all. 

granted the world can be grim and people's efforts to keep a toehold in it often fail but solidarity and empathy are not entirely gone (otherwise there would be no drama in these situations, these films - we simply wouldn't care). 

and there would be no political point in the lesson taught (even as the films avoid the teaching of a simple lesson). there would be no getting angry, the film would not get made, and it would have no (imagined) effect on the plight of young asylum seekers.

horsemouth is interested to find out the dardennes made documentaries on labour struggles and factory workers 'back in the day'. 

horsemouth is writing this in the afternoon of what is now 'the day before'. he's trying not to write too much of it (not to get 'ahead of himself'). he likes to imagine these posts being read. to imagine specific people reading them. 

horsemouth now makes notes in his 'page a day' diary. 

yesterday he attempted to keep a media diary of all he watched and read. he's reading a lot of the daily torygraph, this would have you believe that trans rights is everywhere, the banking system is about to collapse and that every house will soon be fitted with an airsource heat pump by a socialist conservative government hell bent on reducing carbon emissions to net zero in defiance of climate skepticism. 

horsemouth is just off to feed the chickens. he's back in a few minutes. there he's back. 

'didn't I buy you a really nice note book once.' prompted TG.

horsemouth replied 'you did indeed (but now it is full).'

farewell then dominic raab (retires at next election on a majority of a mere 2,700) 'I am not a bully.' that was your catchphrase. because of course you wouldn't quit immediately, of course you'd run that 82k a year salary right out to the end

today another meeting (hopefully some progress). 



Tuesday, 23 May 2023

why dominic cummings deserves a medal

that horsemouth - he's no epidemiologist.

'I am beginning to question some of the more authoritarian and loopy sh*t that the Govt foisted upon us frightened plebs in the early days of the pandemic..'

this is a big question. horsemouth apologises for discussing it in such a cursory fashion. what it really needs is a huge great world-scaled historical study. instead horsemouth offers you vignettes from the tragicomical world of british politics. 

horsemouth, as you know, is a big fan of 'the science', and, would that it were possible, would have more 'science' and more rational decision making. he knows this is controversial among the adornoians - he knows that rationality is essentially capitalist rationality, a rationing out of resources made scarce by the greed of the capitalists. 

he also knows that 'science' is a social activity, a social construct, and that once particular constructions are in place it is difficult to get them shifted even by strong evidence). further, 'knowledge is power' there is a biopolitics that is the discourse that melds science and politics into the social control and disciplinary structures under which we live. 

above horsemouth quotes a friend. he was interested to have an essentially similar conversation with a number of members of his extended family.

there is an argument to be had about lockdown for sure. 

and there is an argument to be had about 'the science'. 

the science was remarkably sketchy. and this was largely because the virus was 'new' and because, in general, epidemics were regarded as things against which there was no real defence. few had any idea about how best to treat it and who was affected and how easily it spread. (all this had to be learned as we went along).   

the argument that people mostly propose against the lockdown is 'let it rip' - the best argument against let it rip was (as dominic cummings noted) simply to note the doubling periods of infections and deaths and to model their doubling. the virus (to quote ELO) is a living thing - given more people having more contact  it will grow more quickly and hospitalise, disable and kill more people until such point as the depleted, understaffed and underfuded NHS collapses under the pressure (and so even more people die).

there is an interesting parallel with the post WW1 'spanish' flu (arguably a more lethal virus) - there there was no lockdown because there was a war to be fought, because there were not integrated national health systems to count the infected and the dead and because there had been a war going on that had to be fought it became obscured. it left little lasting memory and even at the time people had other problems and did not note its existence so much (other than family members dying largely at home)..

more contact with people encourages the virus to mutate more rapidly potentially increasing how transmissible it becomes and how many people it kills. there is an argument that as people are exposed to the virus they become more resistant to it and deaths and hospitalisations drop but it doesn't have to do this in a straight line. we have been lucky (so far) with COVID. 

the first lockdown was clearly necessary because not enough was known about the virus. and this is why horsemouth says dominic cummings deserves a medal because he persuaded boris and the government's health and science advisors to lockdown against their original plan  and their original plan was to let it rip.

we say 'lockdown' but horsemouth was already planning his own lockdown whatever the government did. we discuss lockdown as if 51% of workers were not still required to go into work. we posit it as ordered from on high when there were workers who shut down their factories. beyond that there was the dithering over the efficacy of facemasks, the social distancing on tube trains, the utter bumbling inefficiency of the early stages of 'work from home', the hand sanitising of the food packaging, the continued open-ness of international travel.

the UK government policy and the messaging on it was mixed and muddled and inconsistent. the policies were inconsistent (which made the science look inconsistent) because the requirements were inconsistent - keep capitalism running (and 'let it rip') or have a  lockdown (and prevent the spread of the virus). 

ultimately it was decided we had reached an acceptable level of death and the pandemic was declared over. this situation is inherently unsatisfying - we have simply learned to live with it (so what was all the fuss about?)

sorry horsemouth was just distracted by breakfast (and now he is distracted by his parents talking).

there were (of course) police over-reactions in the UK but in china there was an actual attempt to manage the virus through the surveillance state, draconian police powers and controls on movement..there was an actual lockdown (except there wasn't because people still had to go to work). and  then, after protests, there wasn't, the chinese government caved and allowed a vast wave of pent up covid to flood over the country as a kind of 'told you so/ we were right all along'. 

and then there's sweden. but swedes aren't brits, if there's a take-home message from flyfishing in utopia (about living up in olaf palme era sweden) it's that swedes are just much less social than brits (here horsemouth's argument is that they were already in lockdown anyway so it didn't need to be mandated). it's interesting here that the swedes' awareness of the spanish flu is much higher than brits (as far as horsemouth can tell from the one conversation he has had about it). 

ok once again horsemouth apologises for having dealt with the matter a little peremptorily. 

today is a bit hazy outside. no great tasks today (they have been postponed).  

Monday, 22 May 2023

monday start the week (the correspondence found in the tuileries)

monday start the week.

last night horsemouth got anxious that he hadn't closed the hen coop door. cue horsemouth wandering out through the darkened house after everyone had gone to bed, unlocking the back door and wandering over to the hen coop to check. it had been locked up 

in paris in 1871 edmond de goncourt goes over to visit the art critic (and noted orientalist) burty and then becomes stuck there for two days while the government forces storm paris. there are dead bodies in the streets and if you are caught by commune patrols you can end up being made to build barricades. (neither of these possible fates appeals to edmond).

after the flight of france's empress eugenie to england, folowing the battle of sedan in 1870, napoleon's private papers and correspondence found in the tuileries and fell into the hands of the new government of the national defense. wait - here's an engraving.  the documents were found  in the apartments of louis XVI  at the tuileries palace in an  iron cabinet, hidden behind wooden paneling. there is a version of the story (by louis XVI's defenders, based on the work of girault de coursac) that claims that the 'iron chest' (armoire de fer) didn't even exist.  

today a phonecall and more beautiful weather.  

last night horsemouth watched a documentary on colin wallace (and lobster magazine) and then another on the wire. colin wallace was a psy-ops operative in northern ireland in the 70ies engaged in manipulating the media - eventually he realises the goal has changed from counter insurgency against the IRA to bringing down the democratically elected government of harold wilson. when he complains about this he is summarily dismissed (and later charged with murder). 

the wire (as we know) is fiction but is it even a cop show anymore? the realisation is that it's all in the game -  the structures (of policing and crime and politics and education and the media) are incredibly resilient and difficult to change, it doesn't really matter if people are arrested charged, convicted and jailed (the satisfactions of the cop show), this solves nothing. 

horsemouth also watched the last episode of current drama series  malpactice - there's over-prescribing of opioids going on as a cover for illegal drug use, the villain is caught in the end, problem solved. 

and the colin wallace case?  there's no satisfaction there. 

Sunday, 21 May 2023

all in good time

trans europa express were an  italian soundtrack session group, involving composer/musicians from a number of italian prog rock bands.the actual band members were mauro lusini, gianfranco coletta, adriano monteduro and glauco borrelli. the instrumentation on the soundtrack features lots of electronics and percussion. 

it reminded horsemouth of early king crimson-y things. 

the film's english title watch me while I kill is almost a prefect summation of the entire giallo genre. 

it is the birthday of balzac. the greek election. in the timeline of the 1871 paris commune the forces of the government have entered paris through the st.cloud gate - the semaine sanglante (or bloody week) of reprisals and repression is about to start. edmond de goncourt (reactionary that he is) is delighted. 

yesterday horsemouth did small bits of assistance to his mum in getting stuff down to and back from the village hall plant and produce sale, he watered a few things for his dad, but mostly he sat around reading the daily torygraph and sunbathing. in the evening he went for zoom beers with howard (there may be some film of him drunkenly attempting to beat box and of his silencing  by the noise suppression feature in zoom).  

towards the end of the week marshall allen's 99th birthday and the 5th anniversary of the release of  volume 3 by musicians of bremen  and then towards the end of the month the anniversary of the release of horsemouth and howard's joint golden glow number five.  

all in good time. 

today sundayish things. 



Saturday, 20 May 2023

it is the day of the plant and produce sale

it is the day of the plant and produce sale. in a bit horsemouth expects to be shifting proportions of small plants (they've moved the second hand tools down there already). as horsemouth draws back the curtains it is another beautiful day in the countryside.

he was just sent out to let the chickens out and refill the bird feeder. 

yesterday horsemouth and his mum spent about an hour hacking at the ivy and making an effort to tidy up the village hall playground (they seemed to pick the hour when the sun was hottest). 

from tomorrow bloody week - the french army (most of them freshly released from bismark's prison camps) enter paris through the st. cloud gate. from then on it is only a matter of time before the commune falls. similarly on monday blok is in florence. he is noting down the epigraph to his italian poems. 

last night horsemouth watched watch me while I kill (or most of it the murder in the chemists he had watched another time and the connection popped before he got to the end. he has no recollection of who the murderer is. (no it did get to the end, now horsemouth remembers). he remembers the music as being particularly good - a bit king crimson-ish. 

he had a dream where joe and katie (his brother's kids) were transformed into an old couple.

one of his posts seems to have been put behind a blogger community standards warning (horsemouth wonders why).

Friday, 19 May 2023

'(of course) all this is a bit exaggerated.'

so wrote blok  of his hatred of florence (the heat, the mosquitoes, the tourism). 

blok did not like florence, he wrote  in the first of his poems about the city

'die, florence, you judas, vanish in the darkness of ages!'

but this is not the whole story. for blok florence has betrayed its glorious past and yet it still serves a purpose in  his cycle of poems. 

'the farther south one goes, the more deserted the landscape becomes; the less life there is above ground, the more distinctly audible are the underground voices of the dead.'- blok in 'the lightning flash of art'.

horsemouth proceeds with lucy vogel's book on blok's italian journey. 

he has been watching a drama/ thriller without sin over four consecutive evenings. it was set in the coalfields of the north. it all ends up well in the end. the youth are raving it up in the control rooms of the old pits - the thriller portrays this as a bad thing  but this does not seem a bad solution to horsemouth. the pits are slap bang next to the housing estates. the housing estates are riddled with crime fueled by money from the drugs trade. 

of course this is just a thriller not a sociological document. here we have gone to the north to hear the voices of the dead - britain’s former coal regions have 5.5 million people living in them, one in 12 of the population. they  are statistically distinct from the rest of the UK, with significantly higher levels of deprivation, illness and unemployment with 14% of adults in the coalfields out of work and on benefits, 40% higher than the national average. (horsemouth paraphrases, well, copies and pastes this, from a guardian article). 

horsemouth could really do with being elsewhere round about now but he has his usual problem that he can't be in two places at once. 


Thursday, 18 May 2023

'the sun don't shine the moon don't move ...'

the pack are back from their visit to town. (but they have to go in again today). 

horsemouth managed to negotiate a later start this time than the one initially offered for this visit. (not that it will save any kerfuffle when the time comes to go). 

here horsemouth has picked bridge of sighs by robin trower. he'd had most of the lyrics sitting around for a long time (contrary to the usual assumptions the song was actually named after a racehorse).

now the racehorse was probably named after the punto di sospere in venice (but this just shows the different cultural interests of jobbing musicians and racehorse owners). 

normally classical composer (doug) can tell you useful things (ok ok in the setup he's clearly just reading from wikipedia) - he can pick out the key modulations by ear etc. and play along. but in this case it's a solid stomp in nearly E and the main attraction is robin pushing girder sized strings around the guitar neck. there are other pleasures in the songs- some great cymbal work by reg isidore, some siding bells, a hammer-on and pull of guitar part of chords under the main solos, the whistling wind. geoff emerick, one of the beatles' engineers, worked on the album and got that humongous guitar sound.  

interestingly robin names band of gypsies era hendrix his biggest hendrix  influence (for this song it is clearly voodoo chile) and deflects the soul influence in the band off onto reg isidore and james dewar. this is clearly bollocks because it intensifies after first isidore and then dewar leave.

ok horsemouth is back on the road at 11.30. 


Wednesday, 17 May 2023

the one in which horsemouth attends a meeting

horsemouth is very careful not to blab other people's secrets (regretably this has not always been the case). 

in a few minutes he must go downstairs and make a coffee. the clan are on the move and (unfortunately) at an early hour (when they are not at their most awake). there is an appointment (but horsemouth thinks the timing will drag in any event). 

horsemouth has drawn a little map but he knows that should he attempt to issue directions there will be another opinion (people simply cannot help themselves). the last time he got out of this by refusing to issue any directions. hopefully it wil all be well signposted.  

horsemouth is very keen on arriving on time (early in fact if it can be managed). work trained him in this. 

yesterday a little weeding and then a walk on the common. horsemouth continued with his reading  of claudio magris' microcosms. he believes he saw a deer up on the common (an escapee he guesses or maybe a muntjac) but it was too far away to tell. this morning a rabbit and a rat. on another day he saw a kite circling over the house picking up the thermals. he would tell you more about the flora (if he knew more about plants). 

today's music? a buddy miles and john mclaughlin thing. 

horsemouth will probably not write more when he gets back (probably around lunch time).

horsemouth is back. he has had a sandwich and a cup of tea. hopefully they have avoided any parking fines, speeding tickets and not inconvenienced anybody by parking where they shouldn't (this is horsemouth's main concern). they are back again tomorrow (but horsemouth managed to negotiate a decent time). 

all things being equal it becomes difficult from the 29th. and it stays difficult for about 18 weeks. 

 

Tuesday, 16 May 2023

in which there are a number of ironies attending the current moment

'the magistrate lived in a world populated entirely by men of goodwill, motivated by the best intentions.' 

horsemouth is hiding out with his folks in the countryside.  outside it is a beautiful sunshine-y morning.

there are a number of ironies attending the current moment (horsemouth will not be so churlish as to detail them here). 

life continues to hit hard wherever you look. 

as if inline with horsemouth's pleas the skies have darkened down. 

the magistrate is a character who crops up in claudio magris' microcosms. he  haunts the turin university german department with his talk of the world committee resolving every dispute and conflict by amicable talk. not for the magistrate senseless tragedies (even those on the small scale). or perhaps the world committee is his response to the senseless tragedy that is the world. 

his is a beneficent take on the secret world government of the conspiracy theorists. 

yesterday horsemouth was due to be attending a meeting (via zoom) but it fucked up and the microphone would not work (this is what you get for fucking with the settings horsemouth).

horsemouth was left  in the condition of charlie chaplin above, the world is not designed to permit him speech. (and yet he must speak and indeed sing). 

of course when he does get to sing he sings nonsense. it is fake italian horsemouth opines. and yet it is international nonsense - the beauty of the silent movie was that it was an international art form (intertitle cards aside), the problem with the coming of sound was that it meant films were made in a spoken language - it was a tower of babylon moment. 

meanwhile. soap opera update. thrift a life/ book-pilled has made it to mexico. he too has retired (from active thrifting) and intends to live on the proceeds of his youtube channel. he will continue to publish his menswear manifesto (a helpful guide to thrifting and reselling menswear) and his videos. 

horsemouth should be telling you more about blok - soon enough we are into the bloody week of the fall of the paris commune of 1871. 


Monday, 15 May 2023

patterns (black death revisited II)

 'go back to work and we can cut tax by 2p' - mel stride, work and pensions secretary.

the big goal of the government is to entice back to work the 400 000 people who have left the UK workforce. they have  'upped stumps and back to the pavilion' and retired early without a by-your-leave or any consideration for the captains of industry and the need of the rich to extract value. 

were they to return (the torygraph article says) it would boost the size of the economy by 0.2% and thus reducing the borrowing requirement by 11 billion pounds (or alternatively you could reduce the basic rate of tax by 2p).

horsemouth thinks that the tax take on a 0.2% increase of the economy is not very much you could easily achieve that through increased taxation on the rich. by the point he finished working horsemouth was in any event sunk beneath taxation (this is not true they were still getting VAT out of him 20% on every single thing he purchased) so reducing the base rate of tax by 2p in the pound would not have helped him. 

of course a shortage of workers should drive up wages for those remaining (relatively speaking). 

what this actually shows the complete marginality of the vast majority of the work done and the working population of the UK to the actual GDP and the actual economy  (horsemouth assumes that the bulk of the actual economy is in financial services and alike). 

of course the actual direction of travel is to drive people back to work by inflating away the value of their savings (but also the wages for any work done). the rich will, of course, continue to receive an ever increasing share. for all the talk of the pandemic as a radical break this was the pattern before the pandemic, this was the pattern during the pandemic and (wouldn't you know it) this is the pattern after he pandemic 

horsemouth will have to see where it all goes. he's hiding out with his folks in the countryside.  outside it is a beautiful sunshine-y morning. today a visitor to the homestead. 

blok in 1909 is in florence (well in settingjano).  horsemouth was reading some of his essays on the italian trip in lucy vogel's book. 

Sunday, 14 May 2023

htaed kcalb (revisited)

good morning. good morning. it is one of those misty mornings out there (but the sun obviously has the strength to cut through).  yesterday afternoon horsemouth put the mower round (with the help of his mum). he also took the scythe to some nettles. 

horsemouth supposes his model here is mutant jazz (revisited)  by DJ trace, a considerably darker drum and bass track than the original mutant jazz.

horsemouth has been re-reading his (dire) prognostications from 3 years ago (from during the first wave of the pandemic). 

already horsemouth could see that there would be an end point for the pandemic. one when the virus was merely endemic, spread through the population, the death rate fell to an ignorable level  and people disdained further control measures.

broadly the premise of horsemouth's blog post was this  - after the original black death was a good time for the workers and peasants because so many people had died and social control had broken down to such an extent that they were free to move around and sell their labour to the highest bidder. as a result they became considerably less  poor and many of the chains of feudalism were broken.

this time horsemouth imagined that not as many would die that there would be no labour shortages and that wages would stay low - this would be a problem because the ruling class lavished money on themselves during the pandemic (to give the appearance of the economy being kept going)  and that this money would be inherently inflationary (and thus further impoverishing the workers). 

subsequently there have been labour shortages in some sectors (aggravated by brexit and an anti-EU citizen immigration policy) and some of the workers have been able to mount some defence of the value of their wages. 

to some extent this has happened. ultimately it is an ongoing  battle over who gets to pay for capitalism's crises with whoever occupies the state (the caste) in a position to decide the matter should they chose to do so. 

it is  a process taking place over time. the 'wage' is complicated by other rights and factors (housing availability,  health care provision, credit availability) that can either drive down the effective wage or drive it up.

horsemouth noted that the daily torygraph (ever pessimistic) was touting a UK bank run - rising interest rates create an instability of value in debt that is held in other forms. horsemouth has already noted a lack of enthusiasm among the banks for lending money out (you would think with interest rates about to hit top (maybe) and thus returns about to hit top on lending that the banks would be keen to lend money out but not a bit of it). 

even when the banks rediscover their enthusiasm for lending it may not be that the general public or business rediscover their enthusiasm for borrowing - we may enter a period of bitter parsimonious lent (a depression).  

yesterday horsemouth watched a documentary on an intentional community called the garden - they had an open door policy (but you could be asked to leave if you didn't fit in). they were busy advertising themselves on tik-tok (they're a good looking bunch of hippies) and this had produced a backlash. commune or cult went the tag-line. but of course all communes are a bit culty (and all cults have a liberatory aspect as well as an authoritarian one). 

he went for two zoom beers with howard (and they planned to reconvene next saturday).

horsemouth  promised to tell you something about ravenna (and blok's visit there). lucy vogel says that ravenna was blok's utopia - a city that had reached its perfect point and stayed frozen there 'in the arms of a drowsing eternity', where it's young energies were preserved.  


today is a sunday (the day of rest). horsemouth is not sure what he will be up to. 

Saturday, 13 May 2023

up on the common (early to mid may 2023)

up on the top of the common 

looking over towards the skirrid

and down towards the deserted church in the dulas valley

behind that the black hills

in front of me the skirrid 

behind me the ponies

to my right the cowshed

to my left the road to hereford

and, coming up the hill, someone going for a walk

he has gone around me clockwise in a matter of minutes 

he is making a circuit

the bench is new and metal framed

behind me the old bench

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tonight. probably zoom beers with howard. 

right now. his mum is up and the dog is barking enthusiastically. it is a grey morning so far. horsemouth doesn't think there are any great plans. his mum got on with the washing while there was sunshine (fortunately). there's a nip on the air still (but it is warm enough).

at some point there will be a mission to go and keep the ancestors' graves clean. 

it is blok's last day in ravenna. horsemouth will endeavour to do the reading so he can tell you something about it. next week blok is in florence (another major city in his italian poems). 

Friday, 12 May 2023

'a game of musical chairs with 10 players and only eight chairs'

 'we’re playing a game of musical chairs with 10 players and only eight chairs. .. but given that there are only eight chairs, then two people are going to lose out regardless of what their character is. that’s a very powerful analogy to use and it does capture what’s been happening in the united states. we focus on individual characteristics rather than saying, hey, there’s something wrong when we don’t have enough jobs that pay a decent wage.' 

horsemouth watched a few videos on poverty in the USA . then he watched  a video from 9 years ago on attempting to build an afghan police force and to get the villagers to engage in a 'self-defence' campaign against the taliban. seeing that the US is withdrawing (and everybody knows this) nobody wants to side with  the losing side - everyone (at a minimum) is staying sat down until this particular dance is over. 

there is a noble officer like diomedes but he's fucking a dog on this one, he cannot stop the afghani police from fucking small boys, getting stoned and nodding off from opium (and all while on the job). every scumbag is protected from on high by another bribe taking scumbag. 

the 'national' army are the old northern alliance. the taliban - well at least they're local boys.  

and now we know how that all ends. 

the soldiers from that war have come home (we speak of disillusionment as if it were a bad thing). and they have come home to poverty and, in some cases, extremism. 

ok horsemouth has failed to do his reading on blok in ravenna and he has a meeting at 12 that he must do his reading for. he has continued reading claudio magris (he is now up in what will be slovenian forests). 

he has also been reading the daily torygraph (his parents' newspaper) and doing the sudokus and other such puzzles. yesterday he was outside in the sunshine reading (in the end it only rained in the evening).

his mum is off into town (banking business). his dad is not up yet. zoom meeting at 12 for horsemouth.   

Thursday, 11 May 2023

'egli aveva cessato di esistere senza aver mai potuto principiare a vivere'

'he had ceased existing without ever having been able to start living' - francesco de grisogono

horsemouth is back in the lagoons around grado (well really he's halfway between hereford and abergavenny). claudio (magris) is making a travelogue of the lesser known authors. the sun is shining (horsemouth doesn't trust it). the girisogono family tomb is sunk beneatth he mud of the lagoon - boats pass over the head of francesco's dead ancestors. 

horsemouth is up early (so strangely is his mum). at half past they will have breakfast. 

blok is in ravenna. horsemouth will endeavour to do some reading so he can tell you about it. 

hokusai is dead (he died yesterday - well at least according to edmond de goncourt). 

yesterday a wander up on the common and a wander down the road to drop round some eggs to a neighbour with his mum. tomorrow a zoom meeting. today the preparatory reading. 





Wednesday, 10 May 2023

'the deserted churches became dens for foxes and nests for snakes'

fahey from the album of rivers and religion. 

probably titled  after w.h.r. rivers  and his book 'medicine, magic and religion'.rivers was an english anthropologist, neurologist, ethnologist and psychiatrist mainly known for treatment of first world war officers suffering shell shock (including seigfried sassoon).


having briefy stopped off at padua blok is now in ravenna. hokusai meanwhile (in 1836) is in hiding from his debts - 'as my life at this moment is not public, I will not give you my address here.'

claudio magris is in the islands of the marano lagoon. it was to here here people fled (with the arrival of attila the hun) and also on to found venice - the bishop paolino  (paulinus II) writes a ballad of the fall of aquileia and all the mainland  cities with it. at the end of the 4th century, ausonius enumerated aquileia as the ninth among the great cities of the world, 'the deserted churches became dens for foxes and nests for snakes' (as claudio puts it).

the bishop paulino's feast day was originally on january the 11th. 

horsemouth looked out of the window - a pied woodpecker was eating some ants. the day has clouded over rapidly. horsemouth will again be spared outside work on the basis that the weather is too poor. yesterday some wanders on the common. 

horsemouth was due to catch a lift into the village with his mum (there's a book box). but at the precise moment they were setting off his dad magically appeared at the car window (it was like something fro a zombie film or children of the stones). confusion reigned and the clock was ticking (nobody is good first thing in the morning in horsemouth's family). 

Tuesday, 9 May 2023

'... story-telling, like living, is omitting'

one of horsemouth's favourite tracks from howard's electronica period.

on may 6th 1909 blok was in venice still. 

he wrote;

'to give the past immortal life...

to give the impersonal a human form

and to make things yet unrealised come true.' 

but this was not used in the italian poems.  it was revised and published in 1914 in introduction to a collection called iambs - with the opening line 'oh I need terribly to live' in the first verse, 'even if I am stifled by life's heavy sleep' in the second and ending with two lines that were to be used as blok's epitaph 

'he was wholly a child of goodness and light,

he was the very spirit of triumphant freedom!' 

blok's time in italy was an encounter with the past and it made him aware of how weak russia's response to the future was. it was an encounter with the architecture and the art beginning with the silent  island of venice. (all these are lucy vogel's translations horsemouth suspects) horsemouth found some parallels with an article in artforum (summer 1966) from robert smithson on the new monumentality in art

'the future is but the obsolete in reverse' - vladimir nabokov (as smithson quotes him)

all that blok writes on the trip that does not directly concern italy he reworked and  collected elsewhere. his memories of italy he reworked over a number of years. 

but blok does not begin his italian poems with venice. 

'... story-telling, like living, is omitting' says cauadio magris. 

today, in blok's itinerary, we are leaving venice and travelling on to ravenna (which will be another city to feature heavily in the poems. .

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yesterday horsemouth made two trips up onto the  common (it is very muddy up there). he helped his dad with his tv ariel experiments (briefly). it was a rainy and grey day. he had a bottle of beer. he did a sudoku. he read the torygraph business pages (which seem to be touting a UK bank run). 

today horsemouth is up early. he has just annoyed the dog (who is also getting old) not his intention. fortunately the dog seems to have forgiven him (or forgotten). 


Monday, 8 May 2023

'an angel sculpted on a sarcophagus' (only excess deaths to guide you)

'technology, guarantor of peace and progress, is an angel sculpted on a sarcophagus'  - claudio magris, microcosms.

horsemouth is out in the wilds of herefordshire and it has started raining again (this fact bears repeating). possibly there will be a break in it mid morning (maybe). 

he is up early. he has made himself a coffee and let the dog out. his dad has been up and has gone back to bed. 

yesterday the sun shone. horsemouth went for a walk up on the common. he went for a walk down to the abbey and out to the bridge with his mum. he sat and read outside (claudio magris, microcosms). and he put the mower round the lawn  (and made some steps towards earning his keep). it cut the grass yes but it also cut some wildflowers (which he felt a it remorseful about but still there are plenty more out there).

today it is raining so the cutting of the wildflowers looks less tragic. soon (perhaps) horsemouth will put the strimmer round to tidy up the edges and it will look less ramshackle. 

on this day in 1880 edmond de goncourt hears of the death of flaubert. later he will become annoyed at flaubert's friends capitalising on the relationships with the dead author (see he really was a much more soft-hearted fellow than his brother jules).  

sweet earth flying/ eleven lights city weekend is over. we are into the royalist approved bank holiday (which horsemouth is doing his best to avoid). 

horsemouth is thinking about the pandemic, the lockdown and 'the great reset'. 

he has discovered that the term for the deliberate implementation of lockdown, home-working, the total surveillance society is the plandemic. the argument is the bill gates foundation funding meetings of scientists and decision makers to roundtable and role-play possible future pandemics was really a planning exercise for a planned pandemic - the plandemic, rather than a well-intentioned attempt to get governments thinking about the dangers of possible future pandemics.

horsemouth knows few people who believe in the plandemic. but he knows quite a few people who now doubt the wisdom of lockdown.

it all depends on your assessment of how many people (and who) the virus will kill and how many people will die as a result of economic contractions as a result of anti-virus measures (such as lockdown) or because they were unable to seek diagnosis and treatment during the pandemic or after.

horsemouth argued (for indeed this was a family roundtable round at angela and martin's house) that it would be difficult to know if any of the decisions made were the right decisions until much later. really there is only excess deaths to guide you -  and the excess deaths contain both those killed by the virus and those killed by the counter-measures.  

his brother pointed out that there was sweden as an alternative strategy to lockdown.(let the statistical analysis commence).  

the government strategy was marked by vacillation and the lack of a decent plan. the whitehall wisdom was to let it rip - curiously enough dominic cummings emerges as the hero of this for pointing out that this would rapidly overtop the resources of the NHS (resulting in more death than necessary). the eventual strategy was a half-in-half-out okie-cokey type bodge (lock - unlock- relock repeat until people can no longer be bothered). 

the PPE debacle, the run down condition of the NHS, the focus on work-from-home (failing to see the 50% plus of workers who had to carry on going to work throughout the pandemic), none of this inspires horsemouth with confidence for the next pandemic ('coming sometime, maybe').

(similarly people can see this in building safety with the lakanal house fire predating grenfell by some ten years.)

horsemouth failed to answer the real question - did it change his lifestyle? 

well yes it did. horsemouth has taken advantage of the post-covid restructuring of work to strike out in the direction of retirement and economic inactivity. he is much more crowd-avoidant. all of this is treating him well so far. 

  


Sunday, 7 May 2023

horsemouth is out in the wilds of herefordshire and it has stopped raining

horsemouth is out in the wilds of herefordshire and it has stopped raining (this fact bears repeating). 

horsemouth is up early. he has made himself a coffee and let the dog out. as he drew back the curtains he surprised a rabbit feeding near the house. 

it is absolutely beautiful out there with a fine dew descending and everything very green. the sun shines through a haze that is slowly building up. far far away aircraft accelerate up into blue skies.  

it's been a good year for the primroses and the other wild flowers (his mother says).  

yesterday evening horsemouth went for a quick walk on the common. he ate dinner and fell almost  immediately into a deep sleep. he will have to find a book to read (he didn't bring the picasso with him he was nearing the end with it anyhow). he brought the hannah arendt planning to start that at some point near the end

the plan is to take advantage of a day without rain  .to get some mowing in (but first it must dry off). the forecast predicts rain tomorrow and thereafter. 

he may try and get a walk in before breakfast this morning (his parents tend to be late risers and bearkfast is eaten late). he will revisit the blogpost as he discovers more to say.  

he has been up on the common - it was beautiful but muddy - he has seen the ponies (they look wonderful but they do tear up the ground). he exchanged greetings with a pensoner 'lovely morning' 'isn't it beautiful'. 

 

Saturday, 6 May 2023

horsemouth is out in the wilds of herefordshire. bears, wolves, tigers all howling til dawn

horsemouth is out in the wilds of herefordshire. he got there by car.

he is visiting his folks but before that he payed a lightning visit to birmingham to eat curry (and very good it was too) and converse with his (extended) family - angela and martin (of musicians of bremen review fame), viv and roy, dave and sally. martin claims to have some early horsemouth on CD, horsemouth has lost those recordings over the years so he would be quite interested to see them. after dinner they adjourned to angela and martin's house and together sank a few cans before making their way wearily up to bed.

he tried to persuade martin of the virtues of marion brown (but the girls were more interested in siouxsie sioux). 

in the morning there was coffee and croissants and dave and sally drove him across to his parents (and here he now is). 

horsemouth is back online. he expects to be up here at least a week. 

it is day one of sweet earth flying weekend. . 



Friday, 5 May 2023

horsemouth sings for his breakfast (in poverty granted)


horsemouth posts patty pravo's il paradiso the original for the amen corner's 'if paradise was half as nice'.

he does not so much sing for his supper (as the saying has it to describe a means of earning a living) as sing for his breakfast (an altogether smaller meal). contained in this is an implicit critique of the musician, writer or poet's role in society - as someone required to dance attendance on the whims of the mighty. 

in fact he does not even do this. he has funds that should enable him to survive a while longer (in poverty granted). that reminds him he should refuel for the year ahead. 

horsemouth plans to travel to his brother's and thence to birmingham (and thence to his parents in the countryside). his main concern is not to arrive ill (people cannot afford more illness).

yesterday he went to visit andrew minty (who is recovering well). they watched the first two episodes  of children of the stones and then a view from a hill (a later bbc ghost story at christmas).  he walked over (and walked back) about an hour each way. later he rested. 

picasso is nearly dead (horsemouth has a few pages to go).  his death will be attended by other deaths - retainers going to serve him in the afterlife (it's all a bit grim). in other reading horsemouth has still not started in earnest on the alexandr blok italian poems project (there will be plenty of time for this at his parents). his decarbonisation meeting is delayed (til next friday) - good it gives him a chance to do the reading. there's a meeting of the communal endeavour on the 15th - horsemouth is unsure whether he will attend in person or phone it in  via zoom. 

ok time for breakfast. 


Thursday, 4 May 2023

the foxes cannot endure to be mocked (francine as blodeuwedd)

 that the foxes cannot endure to be mocked 

as horsemouth came to the corner he saw a man down on his hands and knees crawling towards it. another man watched from across the road. as the rest of the corner came into view horsemouth saw a fox warily making its way down the street.

at that point the two saw each other and the man started barking (the fox beat a hasty retreat). 

francine as blodeuwedd

this is a discovery francine and picasso make. later they find an owl chick and picasso adopts it. they look good together picasso and the owl.

it is worthwhile remembering that before they became bespectacled and bookish owls were considered birds of ill omen and connected with witchcraft. 

picasso spends a lot of time being photographed with animals but, like his women and children, they are soon discarded. now picasso was a terrible person. and yet the art is great. go figure. horsemouth has a book of the pottery and the assemblages and a book of the engravings. 

yesterday horsemouth woke up feeling anxious and possibly ill. he then bollocksed the entire day. on the plus side he spent it out of doors sunning himself on the front steps reading and writing. 'are you writing me a love letter?' asked a woman walking by (see the sun does marvelous things for people). 

horsemouth has come out the other side of the anxiety (he thinks). he is off to see andrew minty this afternoon. friday there (should) be a zoom meeting.  he has made a decision and timed a getaway to see his folks. 

the weekend is sweet earth flying weekend. horsemouth will be at his folks.(and for the following week at least). 

Wednesday, 3 May 2023

'time itself has been reversed for us' (a problem of chronology )

last night horsemouth reached the end of the devil rides out which he has been watching on a similar timeline as the movie - except that this presents a problem of chronology.

the film's relationship to time is linear and not linear - it begins april 29th with rex van ryn's plane landing and ends on the morning of may 2nd with everyone reunited in the living room - except that this time tanith is with them. 

in an earlier ending she had died and the daughter had been kidnapped by mocata. the rescue of the daughter requires the pronouncing of a particularly efficacious sutra (it is the second pronouncing of this in the movie - previously it had been used to repel the angel of death) here it returns our band of friends to the living room on the morning of may 2nd. 

'time itself has been reversed for us'  remarks the duc de richleau in wonder. 

it is a bright beautiful morning. the day will no doubt warm up but at the moment it is a bit cold. 

horsemouth has mostly been reading the arianna huffingtton book on picasso which is frankly a bit dull - picasso has a bleak pessimistic black metal view of the world, he treats the women in his life badly (in the age of me too he would probably have ended up painting in jail) and he is getting old and the few people he does love (or who genuinely love him) are dying off. 

and despite all this it is dull. (being a minotaur is very boring).

horsemouth has stuff to do today (well this afternoon). 

in 1909 blok is in venice, in the paris of 1871 the commune hasn't fallen, in 1872 edmond de goncourt is meeting flaubert.

'the older flaubert gets the more provincial he becomes... he has no tastes to indulge, never buys anything... in fact the only idea he has had so far is to use jam-jars as flower vases.' 

in this flaubert is like a modern slow-living minimalist. 




Tuesday, 2 May 2023

books, films, gigs, events april 2023

books

- volcano and miracle (gustaw herling)

- lost connections (johann hari)

- comonwealth (hardt and negri)

- the castle of the carpathians (jules verne)

- the spirit-wrestlers (philip marsden)

- aleksandr blok's 'italian poems'  confrontation and disillusionment (gerald pirog)

- diary of a plague time  (max'crow' reeves)

- ted gioia's piece on mack mccormick's 'lost' robert johnson biography and re-reading john jeremiah sullivan's piece on geeshie wiley and elvie thomas

films

- diana athill interview

- bear island 

- berlin 1990 (robert kramer)

- interview with director of '50 years of king crimson'

-  documentary on beat-mining

- h.p.lovecraft documentary

- human desire (fritz lang)

- golden valley radio 4 doc and brecon and monmouth canal video

- the origin of cyberpunk: hawkwind and new wave (youtube)

- hawkbinge podcast (the zenon codex)

- on youtube  retirement advisors, slow living advocates, resellers, people documenting their lives as they are pushed to the margins of production. 

- hari krishna in new york (jonas mekas, allen ginsberg, barbara rubin) from C4's midnight underground (1993 -1996)

gig

musicians of bremen soo gig at max's booklaunch with elspeth anne etc. 

events 

meeting of comunal endeavour (AGM), horsemouth does not receive the emergency alert, visit to the cloud forest, jacqueline's birthday at her and minty's, disastrous drinking session in hackney with howard.

charge de CRS sur le boulevard voltaire (the blue nights begin)

oh dear it is all going off in paris (and some other french towns). god bless the insurrectionary masses acting in defence of their pensions (and the other comforts their ancestors managed to extort from the ruling class). 

in the chronology of aleksandr blok's visit to italy

'shall I awaken in another homeland / and not in this land of gloom?'  remarks aleksandr blok in one of the italian poems translated by lucy vogel

'I am living in venice almost as though it were my own city... as though I have been living there a long time.'  he remarks in a letter home (as quoted in chapter 3 of lucy vogel's 1973 aleksandr blok - the journey to italy). venice is in some ways like st. petersberg - built in marshes, in someways not part of the country it is joined to. it had already been a point of reference for blok, see this 1902 poem (perhaps based on memories of his visit as a child).

'centuries and countries were interwoven / we were going north from venice /  we saw the rain-filled fogs...'

blok begins in venice (he will be there until may 8th) and then on to ravenna but this is not the order that the cities will appear in blok's finished collection. he will write 23 poems in total under 15 titles in the years 1909 to 1914, a few  of them written during his visit. he will append an epigraph at the start and an epitaph at the end. whilst he is there he will keep a travel diary and send letters home (many of which have survived).

horsemouth is indebted to john for the vogel book. for pirog, 'the artist is not only a spectator, the artist is a necessary participant... it is particularly important that the artist who created the work of art be present within that work of art.'  - and this is blok's problematic, getting himself into the poem. 

horsemouth is in fact mainly reading arianna huffington's boo on that most famous malagueno  picasso. ... and he is a mostly badly behaved chap (it's just as well that the art is good). 

in the chronology of the devil rides out yesterday was mocatta's visit and the visit of the angel of death, today there is the discovery of the kidnapping of the daughter and the final battle with the satanists. horsemouth must say he admires the stamina of rex and the duc de richleau as they magically slug it out with the evil ones. 

by an accident of time-stamping horsemouth's may 1st blogpost has been filled back in april 30th. he must also remember to post the books read/ films watched/ gigs been to list for april (if he hasn't done this already). 

today a grey day (as usual bright sunshine woke horsemouth up but by the time he'd got the coffee on had vanished). horsemouth will post this, get a little more coffee and then see what his email holds.