Tuesday, 4 November 2025

'til the wicked boy stole the silver knife...'

'anyone wanting to make a catalogue of monsters would need only to photograph in words the things that night brings to somnalent souls that cannot sleep.' - fernando pessoa, the book of disquiet, 37 (130), 4th november 1931. 

'she told me the old story of how the fairies used to feed the ploughmen of penyshaplwyd til the wicked boy stole the silver knife...' - kilvert diaries, 4th november 1871. 

horsemouth has been unable to identify the place where this is supposed to have taken place (but then kilvert is not known for his accuracy in recording welsh place names).  

this year (mind you the best part of two months remains) horsemouth has failed to get out and see much music. at the moment it looks like;

- alula down (malvern)

- blue oyster cult (islington)

jazz jamaica doing the soundtrack to babylon (south bank)

- deptford folk festival (deptford) (cunning folk, okinawa shamisen, bity booker, gemma khawaja, carragher academy of irish dance). horsemouth seems to claim at one point that polly vaughn herself played (which seems a bit unlikely seeing as she is a character in a song). 

- channel one sound system (hackney)

will this be his lot? (has he forgotten anyone? please remind him. you see he'd forgotten jazz jamaica). 

'the impudence of continually talking about oneself...' - stendhal, memoirs of an egotist. 

horsemouth is stuck for a topic today. doubtless something will come. perhaps it did. the wrinklings of memory, the minor inconsistencies.

'14 pages on 2nd july from five to seven. I wouldn't have been able to write like this on a work of the imagination like the red and the black.' - stendhal keeps a note on how the writing is going. 

horsemouth is enjoying it. perhaps he should try more of stendhal's non novels - on love, the life of henri brulard etc. 

it's a grey morning, more rain on the way. 



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