I woke up as late as I could in the morning for a sesh with Arktik Lake Tony in Sydney at midday. I usually put my alarm on for ten minutes before I want to hear the alarm, and then the time I want to hear it, and then ten minutes after I should have heard it. This way I’m reminded of the inevitable with an unwelcome nudge, then the reality of wake-up time, and then the last-minute rush.
I went into the front and noticed there were quite a few people in the street, more than usual for a Sunday. Then I saw that the roof of the car parked outside was covered in flaked plaster and mesh, with one rather large piece of plaster balanced on the sunroof. The street was speckled with plaster and the ladies of the day were all looking up. In the square, I could see a fire engine and then two firemen came into view. I wasn’t able to go outside and investigate because I had the sesh.
After the sesh, I went back to the front window, the excitement was over, the firemen had gone and the ladies of the day were back in their usual spots. There were two large garbage bags full of plaster and mesh, left by the kerb. We went outside to see what had happened. We crossed over the street, it was wet, it seemed like it had rained all night. We looked up at the buildings. The building next to ours was missing one of its large decorative plaster facades. Whether it was the rain that had loosened the material or whether it was due to collapse, I suppose we will see in the coming weeks if any of the other plaster facades fall down into the street. It seems that this building has no occupants above the Colombian café below, which is next door to The Archive. No one is really looking after the place.
Back inside, it was ‘doze’ through the football after a late night and an early morning, and eat dinner over the last two episodes of Andor (Season 2 is coming in August next year). Evening came so fast, I did Swedish Duolingo and continued work on the intricacies of NJ Brian’s Valley of Salt LP – details, lots of details and I found lots of things I wanted to adjust, mainly editing noises, string screeches, and strange unknown clips and clunks, but also levels and trying things out. You don’t have to stick with the first version even if you like it, you may want to experiment with an idea, you can always go back to the mix you had before. A third of the way through I spoke to Andreas in Sweden about the process and what we needed to do, he told me how it needed to be done technically. By the time we’d discussed it, it was late and I didn’t have the clarity to continue. So I watched a documentary about the sixties Pop TV show Ready Steady Go!