'confusions about the place and the way in which I grew up...'

this will be the first entirely written in the morning blogpost in a while. 

yesterday afternoon zoom beers with howard. he has developed a sudden interest in the writings of joan didion and has ordered a copy of where I was from. 

coincidentally horsemouth has just read this and, inspired by his conversation with howard, took to re-reading it (hopefully with greater attention this time);

'such was the blinkering effect of the local dreamtime that it would be some years before I recognised that certain aspects of 'our california heritage' did not add up... this book represents an exploration of my own confusions about the place and the way in which I grew up...' 

howard was also threatening to watch chinatown (a film about LA and the water). 

joan is a californian. but not a johnny-come-lately californian (an okie or a bakersfield country fan) but a descendent of 'wagons across the mountains' californians. she taught herself to write by typing in hemmingway sentences, and her own sentences have that flinty quality. 

howard has taken to spending a lot of time in cafes writing.(like physically writing). maybe there will be a letter. hmmmn. interesting horsemouth barely does that anymore.  the nearest cafe is about 2 miles away but even so it would take considerable improvement in the weather for horsemouth to go up on the common and write and read. almost everything he 'writes' these days he actually 'types' (as he is doing here).  

horsemouth has been looking at baby I love you so by jacob miller. it seems to be an Aminor and Dsus2 song (with C and Dsus2 bits) (Dsus2 a D with the treble e string left ringing) mostly (there maybe a G in there).  this is the basis for augustus pablo's king tubby meets the rockers uptown. 

horsemouth is plotting his visits back to the seaside towns.  he is planning a gig (perhaps even a duo gig) and beginning to think about repertoire once again.