Awake Again

It is a humid night and after getting some sleep I am awake again. Do some reading then.

I might contact Discus tomorrow to see if they still do the subscription service. It was a way of getting your name mentioned on the inside of the CD booklet. I doubt it but back in 1999 I did it for a year.
Also, there are some interesting releases in the last few years including collaborations with Julie Tippett.

Post Midnight Discus

A sample of Discus albums -

Martin Archer - English Common Flowers

Martin Archer - Another Fantastic Individual

Julie Tippetts & Martin Archer - The Winging

The Geordie Approach - North

Enjoy

Good Morning

Not Brighton

"And to think Brighton is just over there!" said the lady with the big, fluffy dog.

We'd been thinking the same.

London is metropolitan and Seaford is sleepy- and yet they're only a few miles apart and have the same kind of shingle beach. I've no idea why they've developed along such very different lines.

Historically Seaford was the more important of the two. It was a Cinq Port when Brighton (then spelt Brighthelmstone) was just a fishing village.

I like Brighton, but we don't go there. We're no longer fond of bustle (not that we ever really were.) But the more we see of Seaford the more we love it.






And here's something Seaford has which Brighton doesn't- the great chalk outcrop of Seaford Head- most westerly of the white cliffs which the song says are of Dover but which are actually in Sussex about 70 miles away.

Poems Of The Week

A couple of poems I have enjoyed -

Cowslips and Larks
by William H. Davies


I hear it said yon land is poor,
In spite of those rich cowslips there --
And all the singing larks it shoots
To heaven from the cowslips' roots.
But I , with eyes that beauty find,
And music ever in my mind,
Feed my thoughts well upon that grass
Which starves the horse, the ox, and ass.
So here I stand, two miles to come
To Shapwick and my ten-days-home,
Taking my summer's joy, although
The distant clouds are dark and low,
And comes a storm that, fierce and strong,
Has brought the Mendip hills along:
Those hills that when the light is there
Are many a sunny mile from here.


Down By the Salley Gardens
by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Down by the salley gardens
my love and I did meet;
She passed the salley gardens
with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy,
as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish,
with her would not agree.

In a field by the river
my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder
she laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy,
as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish,
and now am full of tears.

My Personal Movements For last Month

According to Google Maps.
That is 6 locations and 22 places.



Fascinating.

Blakean Jazz

Third stream or new jazz -

Mike Westbrook - Let The Slave

Probably my favourite piece of contemporary music of all time - The combination of Blake's visionary words, Minton's powerful authenticity and Westbrook as the Maestro serving all this greatness!

In fact, another masterpiece by Mike Westbrook... After "Metropolis", "Marching Songs", "Citadel/Room 315", "Love Songs" "Live!", "Celebration "... eclectic, refined, elegant, surrealist, and much much more. An unbelievable long discography. More than 50 years in music as a great and unique master.

Enjoy.