So Luke Cauldwell got in touch from Dublin and asked if he could donate a whole lot of magazines to The Archive. I off course accepted and he sent me three boxes with a list that was all laid out specifying what everything was and with everything in chronological order. I’ve only opened one box so far, but on the top there was a neatly organised collection of old NME Magazines from 1977. I started looking through them and came to one wrapped in plastic. It had The Ramones on the cover, it was then that I realised that it had been autographed by Johnny and Dee Dee, this is a fantastic collection, historical documents to be preserved by The Archive, and what fascinating reading they are as the music world was changing in 1977. If you have any books or magazines, ticket stubs, posters and of course records, cassettes, anything that can be added to the In Deep Music Archive, you know what to do, best of all, you won’t have to worry about storage space and the pain of sending them to an unknown fate.

I thought I had a problem with one of my studio speakers as when I arrived back to the building site one of them had been knocked off the table, with one of the ornamental skulls broken. So when I set them up, one of them didn’t work, later to find I’d plugged it into the wrong hole. I went to Miguel at the dance shop to check the cables and they were fine. I’m not a tech, plugging something in can be a problem for me, it’s why I don’t drive a Tesla (just kidding, I don’t drive at all).

I went around the corner to Tubitek instead and saw Rui and Jorge, they had a whole lot of albums saved for me, records that had come out whilst I was away. That was exciting, new albums to play, although today it was a mixture of old and new, thinking about what the painters also might like. We also had Filipe the plumber around today, springing leaks and fixing pipes. We finally have water in the kitchen, and he’s almost promising that we will have a shower by next Friday.

The café opposite has got a licence from the council to have a seated terrace in the parking spot right outside The Archive. So the street is getting vibier, if that’s how you spell it. There’s always a racket outside on a Friday night, loud music and shouting, alcohol, but I disappeared into sesh land with Fred first and then Noel, until I started to fall asleep again, jet lag takes a week.

Music today had been the Ramones‘ debut album (1976).

Music Of The Daze