Catch Ben Nicholls performing tonight, Mon 28th May at the Bridgewater Hall, Manchester alongside singers such as PP Arnold, Joan as Policewoman, Maddy Prior, Thea Gilmore, Green Gartside and Lavinia Blackwall (of Trembling Bells). It’s Sandy Denny: The Lady homage night. Get down there quick…..
John Greswell limbering up for the video shoot for ‘Girl Walked Out of Town’ single.
The Ballad of A J Weberman, a documentary about the life, times & crimes of a Bob Dylan obsessive who invented garbology is on BBC Four tonight at 23:05. The film features music by Dennis Hopper Choppers.
The desert outside Tabernas, Spain, trying to find the location for the DHC video shoot.
So this is my Dad’s copy of Buddy Holly’s ‘That’ll be the day’, complete with his own sleeve notes as he watched it moving up the charts in 1957. He used to play me this when I was little, what a start to a lifetime’s listening.
I found this painted on the wall of a barn in Wiltshire.
Martha Graham: “The world I’m interested in is the one where things are not named.”
In Moscow with Menlo Park. Check out the documentary ‘Greetings from Beartown’ if you can find it…..
People live in the immediate present. If one has an instant awareness of being alive, it is nothing but the immediate present. We no longer have any feel for the past we have lived. When people realize that the time they supposedly lived through actually has no substance and that there are no means of self-verification, they tend to be seized with fear and an unspeakable apprehension about the excessive certainty of it all. Because we are living our everyday lives does not mean that we are constantly aware of being alive, not does it mean we have a definite tomorrow. In the end human existence has essentially nothing to rely on. The scenes I am certain I saw some thirty years ago could just be something that I am convinced that I saw in my own memory, and it is possible they were imaginary scenes to start with. With a completely transformed landscape before me, I am suddenly aware of how forsaken my life is, and how it is not possible to verify to anyone else the scenes that I once saw.
