what the dead deserve (surely a folk archive should be full of folk?)

(or; what will you find in the horsemouth folk archive?)

what the dead deserve. what a piece of work is a man. what decarbonisation means. 

that the woman who played  tanpura is not named.  

mishima day. a day in the life (of lemuria) to steal a title. that maybe there is no more than this.

is north stockton a shithole? james cleverly (doesn't) own up. maybe we should go out now and change the signage.

'for a long time everyone in that society  knew that nothing really worked anymore, (and) there was nothing they could do about it.'

we are assured that everything is fine and has been dealt with according to the rules of parliament (but clearly the truth has not been told, nothing has been dealt with and what is on offer instead is a round of bullying). 

but surely a folk archive should be full of folk? (objected myk). to which horsemouth replied; 

'ustad sultan khan, zakir hussain, steffen basho-junghans, pharoah sanders, william henderson, the women who played tanpura (sometimes there's more than one) are not named but could be jane chaudhuri or lynn taussig or loveleena labroo (if it's lynn taussig she could be related (perhaps) to harry taussig (sometime american primitive guitarist, and tarot card designer) or michael taussig (anthropologist))'.

it's here! (nothing is possible by triple negative - incarnated as a limited edition book and cassette)

to be clear horsemouth only owns one copy out of the 100 printed (not the three shown). he recommends you rapidly buy up all the others because it's absolutely fucking great. 

it is all exceptionally beautiful (but too small). (no snickering at the back there gombrowicz! you too benjamin!). that spine is never going to last and in any case the illustrations want to be laid out flat (and not confined by the gutter). horsemouth misses the point and declares that it needs to be an art exhibit with these illustrations full scale (or bigger) and upon the walls. 

it gives one of benedict erofeev's vodka shortage  'cocktail' mixtures side by side with a baudrillard quote reproving people for reading artaud (cioran, beckett) and  discussions of utopia.

once again horsemouth (dreadful combinateur that he is) misses the point. 

the point is not to produce an object that fits into the world as it is but to make an object that criticises the world from a distance. 

and yet this (admittedly) fine object has one cardinal virtue - it is out there and available to the masses (or the cognoscenti, or whoever). horsemouth will be recommending it to you on the upcoming bandcamp friday. 

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today the anniversary of the death of matsuo basho 1694 (at least according to edmond de goncourt). horsemouth hassles his housemates into providing meter readings. 

otherwise a quiet day.