'certainly they themselves do not count on being read, the pleasure of writing itself is their only motive'

'most young  novelists present their thinly veiled autobiographies as fiction 

(I, for variety, present mine as neuroscience).

thanks to the internet, there is even a new variety of continuously updated on-line memoir sometimes called the blog... thousands of authors simply write their diaries onto web page for the rest of the world to read...' - alice w. flaherty, the midnight disease: the drive to write, writer's block and the creative brain (2004).  

'certainly they themselves do not count on being read, the pleasure of writing itself is their only motive' - emil kraepelin, german psychiatrist on graphomaniacs, as quoted in the midnight disease.

it was the night before the blogpost and horsemouth saw some fireworks (he assumes it's the neighbours). 

one two. buckle horsemouth's shoes but he's grumpy. 

he's not sure why. everything worked. 

well, the washing machine has died. its parts are made no more. it will go to join the great scrap heap in the sky (well under the ground actually, ok no some of it will be recycled horsemouth would like to believe).  

they can get it out of the kitchen that is. 

and that's horsemouth's worry - the kitchen is too narrow to just roll it in on a trolley, it will have to be lifted (worries horsemouth)- this is horsemouth's latest paranoid fantasy (and, more importantly to horsemouth, there's getting the new one in too). 

horsemouth guesses the repair man wouldn''t have stood there in the kitchen and suggested its replacement if there was no hope of either getting the old one out or getting the new one in (other people must have narrow kitchens). 

what worked is getting the repair man out to call it.  

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'recording improvised music – freezing a performance which happens once and then is gone – depends on one’s being able to count on the likelihood of something important, some unique combination of elements worthy of being captured and frozen, taking place...' - ed michel on the recording of alice coltrane’s february 1971 performance at new york’s carnegie hall.

andy edwards (the ex-grump of prog) mentioned the above track (good isn't it).  andy is much exercised by collaboration seeing it as the way to unify people's audiences and thus grow the bands. he has seen the different political economy of music available in dance music and hip-hop and wishes to offer the advantages of this system to performing musicians. record sales are dead, gigs are pretty much dead, facebook (and the other platforms) control your ability to communicate with your audience. how is our poor scholar to make his living?

here a grey day and horsemouth has finished his coffee.