When you are on the other side of the world, the things that you took for granted take on a different importance, the things you'd forgotten come crashing back and the things that you love ampilify themselves to a fever pitch! In other words -
Take me back to dear Old Blighty!
I think I've been here before but I'll go again anyway...
Sitting in a cafe (preferably The Spartan on Grove Road), hovering over an hour old cup of tea, with a Marlboro on the go. Fringe down, gazing at Kafka's words, ushering in a new darkness and whispering on the chill breeze that blew from the Town Hall to the Library. It's ok to feel this empty and this hollow because life will fill me up with joy and desire. It won't ever be like this again.
There was a time, not so unimaginably long ago, when we would express our anger and frustration in the most basic of window-smashing, meat-wagon trashing and general rampaging ways. We would feel free to unleash our RAGE. Now, we are merely content to tweet, post and indeed blog(!). We have lost any sense of rebellion, happy to have gifted it all away in exchange for faster broadband and free wi-fi. However, all is not lost...
A big old jazz semi, the Gibson ES-175 (ES75) is such a beautiful looking guitar that some of the crimes against music committed on it can only be forgiven.
Originally aimed squarely at the decidedly hip jazz noodlers, it was co-opted by the more progressive end of the musical spectrum and forced into service to augment tales of druids, dragons and oceanic space mysteries late 60's early 70's.
However, those crimes have fallen under the statute of limitations and we can now all luxuriate in it's beauty and thrilling tone. Just check out 'High Land, Hard Rain' to hear Roddy Frame reclaim the 175 for us all!
Sad news from the UK is the passing of Mark Fisher, cultural theorist
and inspirational music writer.
Fisher's influential K-Punk blog
was widely admired and wide read. Fisher used a cultural theorist's perspective
to examine underground and mainstream music, from his original
fascination with Roxy Music and The Jam through to Burial, via Japan and
Rufige Kru. He was also a founding member of Warwick University's Cybernetic
Cultural Research Unit (with musician and label boss Kode9), and a lecturer in
the Department of Visual Cultures at Goldsmiths in London.
In 2004, Fisher released Ghosts Of My Life, a book that
covered a wide range of topics and shared his personale mental health
struggles. The book also explored Fisher's ideas on "hauntology,"which is a method/theory of understanding the
world when culture has lost momentum at the "end of history."
"Hauntology is a coming to terms with the permanence of our
(dis)possession, the inevitability of dyschronia," Fisher wrote in a blog
post in 2006. "I repeat, I re-cite: hauntology is the closest thing we
have to a movement, a zeitgeist, at the moment (and one of the uncanniest
aspects of it is the fact that there seem to be very few lines of explicit
influence among the artists involved)."
Fisher followed up in 2009 with Capitalist Realism: Is there no
alternative? Which argued that since 1989 capitalism had
portrayed itself as the only valid economic-political system.
His final book The Weird and the Eerie was published in January
2017. His loss will be keenly felt by many, not least for the that fact that
the most recent book he was working on, had a truly mouth watering title Acid
Communism. One can only dream...
A fund has been set up to help his wife and son. Please donate if you