11/08/19. Short on time, the brilliantly monikered Esprit de Corpse finish the evening with a frenetic set. Jarvis is a great frontman, rather like a (more) ghoulish John Cooper Clarke; greasy two-piece, bubble hair, scuffed Cubans, yesterday's eyeliner, candle wax flesh. Bent beneath the polystyrene, he wrings the Telecaster's neck and spit-kisses the mic, "WHYDONCHAKILLME? … Continue reading Run As Fast As You Can, Bear.
7 [postcard]: portrait photograph of Walt Whitman (credited to Mathew Brady, 1860) Double U * Three Christmas Mornings.https://youtu.be/dFdas-kMF74 1963 "It snowed. We drove home from my mum and dad's in Bellingham, me and your dad, after dinner. Sliding all over the road." This is mum. She is showing me the world as it … Continue reading Mirror (7): Three Christmas Mornings.
I drank Christmas tea this evening and it made me smile. A cinnamoned and gap toothed smile in summertime. I wondered, at the window of an old man, would the stars still be burning in fifty years time? And would there be Russian cake today, as advertised on a chalk sign in the town.
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