imagined communities

no kilvert today (at least that plommer or kilvert's niece have vouchsafed us). 

kilvert tomorrow. 

having sung a version of mes bourons sont morts (and completely obliterated the beauty of it) in the morning (under the name mâchoire d'âne - aka. jawbone of an ass) horsemouth proceeded to fake up some putative band photos. 

horsemouth the qawwali singer is probably the most successful. other musicians on the project will appear in suitable garb. 

here horsemouth channeled nusrat fateh ali khan (or perhaps the sabri brothers). 

in between singing and faking up photos of himself (an a white background to facilitate the copying in of other images) horsemouth wandered over to the village (to post off a letter and buy some cooking oil). 

the laptop microphone records the harmonium very strangely. (horsemouth wonders where he has put the tuner). 

there were other photos

 horsemouth the knife wielding maniac  for example.

having done his singing and playing (and dressing up) horsemouth began to feel a bit anxious. he's thinking about what to get up to tomorrow. ah poor bird (maybe) or his misheard version of speed the plough. 

perhaps the best thing to do is what was asked - play harmonium. 

this morning wet and grey.  in the night horsemouth read a little of  imagined communities (the magyarisation of hungary) and italo svevo's a life. he watched a video by book-pilled (library sales - can't beat them) but could not make similar progress with the outlaw bookseller video.