Wednesday, 19 March 2025

so this part is a written yesterday part/ and this part is an entirelywritteninthemorningblogpost part



           so this part is a written yesterday part                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 h+howard in the big empty pub
h round howard's with acoustic guitar

h round howard's with electric guitar

h+TG  out in the marshes




and this part is an entirelywritteninthemorningblogpost part

these are photos from howard (mostly) lifted from the emails. horsemouth finds the grid less compelling than the grid lifted from blogger because there is less juxtaposition and colour variation. this is because horsemouth makes a selection from these photos to post on his blog. the joy of it is rediscovering photos that he did not select at the time but that now look good to him. 


horsemouth was following tomkins square's advertising for their music off 78s (treasures untold: a modern 78rpm reader) compilation but a friend observed that cul de sac had been there as early as 2002. 

'old 78s are sampled and looped, odd drones that sound anything but live creep in and out, field recordings form the structural backbone. I'm sure they have a solid plan for taking this music on the road...' - pitchfork review by mark richardson, april 16th 2003.

'are 78s the next format to make a comeback?' 

'what next? wax cylinders?'

it's a CD only release (no downloads) which is a beautiful archaism. almost everybody horsemouth knows streams all their music - next to nobody has a hi-fi set up with a CD player (unless they have lived where they are living for a very long time). never mind record players. we are nomads, refugees, setting up temporary encampments wherever we go. driven here and there by the forces of capitalism. 

etcetera etcetera dot dot dot 

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it's a beautiful morning. there has been a frost. horsemouth has been to let out the chickens. later on he's off to town (but first coffee and breakfast and such like). with a bit of luck he will get in some book buying (that would be good).

he has a fair few books here (and then there's his mum and dad's collection) but often nothing really grabs him. the summer is coming and with it the ability to sit outside and read (and this make more progress with the books he does select). his reading has slowed down dramatically because of the possibilities for entertainment and boredom afforded by farting around on the internet. 

look at him now. 


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