A small record fair today, very close to us in a very cool arty location with a great café and rooms where sometimes there is music and sometimes there is an event like this. Carlos from the music store and his wife were selling records today, but it was hard to get close to look through the boxes, it seemed the swarm was on him. I did manage to peruse the outer box and found a nice, reasonably priced reissue of Eartha Kitt’s Down To Eartha (1955). I saw her live once at the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel, I was in the front row, she looked at me and I suppose she growled.
I had to call Anekdoten’s Nicklas as I’d missed a call from him earlier, we’re always talking about songs and guitars. From there I finally got to sessioneer JP’s track that I played on when I was in Brooklyn last time, but somehow I missed my Skype with Sarah in Texas as my bloke football brain kicked in for an invigorating and controversial clash between Newcastle and Arsenal (1-0).
We watched the penultimate episode of Bodies over dinner, saving the finalé for tomorrow. It’s not as strange as it first seemed, but anything time travel is always mind-expanding and confusing and poses multiple questions about changing events. But it’s more about the nefarious characters rather than the backdrop, the sci-fi aspect just makes it weirder and more thought-provoking. It’s also so English.
I’ve been trying to ignore the clichés in films and series: The feeding back microphone, the screeching brakes, and the screeching cat in the alleyway and why don’t they ever say goodbye on the phone? I’m looking forward to the time when I can read more because the images in your head, created from the words on the page, are the result of the author’s words and imagination mixed together with your interpretation and imagination, there’s no catering for the survey that suggested what the public needs to happen to stay tuned.
Music today has been Greta Van Fleet’s previous album, The Battle at Garden’s Gate (2021), which isn’t too difficult to dissect, but you cannot let Josh not be the singer in a rock band, whatever year it is, whatever the brothers Kiszka may be influenced by, you just have to let him sing his heart out and this voice will have fans forever, like Axl.