'I didn't learn to write until much later, until I was seven. I could perhaps live without writing. I did not think I could live without reading. reading - I discovered - comes before writing...'
- alberto manguel, a history of reading.
later alberto reads to the nearly blind borges (and his friend adolfo bioy casares).
he also works in a bookshop.
horsemouth was a little moody. no zoom beers with howard the day before yesterday and the good effects of his successful bell-ringing on thursday were wearing off.
and yet it's a dry non-rainy morning (horsemouth will wander the eggs up the hill in a bit). he's wandered the eggs up the hill (that was good, that cheered him up).
ptah el-daoud day
it is the anniversary of the recording of the album ptah el-daoud by alice coltrane and her musicians at the coltrane residence in dix hills, this day in 1970.
it's that great ron carter/ ben riley rhythm section. pharoah sanders and joe henderson on saxophones in either channel (and on flutes on blue nile). alice is mostly on piano (she is only on harp on blue nile).
turiya and ramakrishna is this great blues piano instrumental (and absolutely heartbreaking).
the crows are visiting (it's a foggy morning). horsemouth has his coffee (now made in the stove-top pot). there's a smidgeon downstairs for seconds.
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