everything is cracking up

'the point is,' said anna, 'as far as I can see everything is cracking up.' 

- doris lessing, the golden notebook, second sentence. 

horsemouth tells a lie 

the WIRE review of 2024 does contain an album he recognises wadada leo smith and amina claudine myers central park's mosaics...  but he swears down this is the only one. 

on this day in 1872 kilvert's got mail 'a letter from mr. venables with an account of their doings in london...' 

at the end of the week a bandcamp friday and the 10th anniversary of horsemouth's first mixcloud mix. 

in a bit horsemouth will go out again and dig up earth and fling it in to boxes (hopefully he will remember to chuck the muck in first to fertilise next year's growth). 

he has potted up the runner beans from his uncle (now to see if they come up).

saturday horsemouth watched the 1967 french version of the invention of morel  by adolfo bioy casares. it's quite a sad tale really. our castaway is watching the bourgeois in their house in their time on a loop and  by dint of careful practice (and at great personal risk) he can insert himself into it as if he had been there for real. he sets the machines to record again and inserts himself into the action aware that this will lead to his death but also his everlasting life as the machines play the loop of life in the house on repeat. 

there is the italian 1974 film version with anna karina in the role of faustine. (horsemouth has watched this one as well, but a long time ago).  

horsemouth has started on the portable hannah arendt wuth peter baehr's editors introduction. he had earlier dived in to her conversation with gunter graus (oct. 28th 1964) but has backed up to try to get an overview. 

today a grey day. tomorrow possibly some sun. we are at 11 hours of daylight.