Saturday, April 8, 2017

Albion Hotel

Bring me the keys
And show me to my room
Turn off the light
So that I can see the moon

I can hear the rain falling
Through the night
The gulls cawing
I can feel the tide calling
Through the night
Until early morning

I’m checking in
I’m checking in
I’m checking in
To the Albion Hotel

Bring me a drink
And leave it over there
Turn back the sheets
As you head back down the stairs

I can hear the rain falling
Through the night
The gulls cawing
I can feel the tide calling
Through the night
Until early morning

I’m checking in
I’m checking in
I’m checking in
To the Albion Hotel

Prepare my bill
& slip it under my door
give my luggage away
I won’t need it anymore

I can hear the rain falling
Through the night
The gulls cawing
I can feel the tide calling
Through the night
Until early morning

I’m checking out
I’m checking out
I’m checking out
of the Albion Hotel

©Andrew Franks 2014

For a live version of this song, click here... Albion Hotel live

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Depression

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.

Or so I thought.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Anger was an energy

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...

Thursday, February 2, 2017

Strings of Desire - #9

GIBSON ES-175 (ES75)

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!

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Hornsey Lane Bridge


Smoke thick destinations
 
Smoke thick destinations
cradled in the hollow depths
she lay pristine and permanent
gazing at the high up in the sky
wrapped in the warmth of release
a delicate radiance softly absorbed
hushed whispers evaporating
into the diesel inflamed tumult

blue tinge to snow white skin
the early morning view
from the other side of the road

 underneath Suicide Bridge.

Monday, January 30, 2017

Mark Fisher RIP


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 can.