"my conclusion this summer
was there was much too much rain
so i ran off on thursday
with a dance troupe from spain
where wine, dance and music
is the name of the game
from bilbao to madrid
my mind ain't been the same"
heh - was listening to radio 6 and they were playing a studio session of 'Freckles' by Gorky's Zygotic Mynchi. I love it when you're reminded of songs you were one mad about. Is fun to get reacquainted with old things like that.
oh - i'm really not up to scratch on poetry at all but i've been making a bit of an effort lately and i'm kinda getting into some of it. picked up a compedium of Larkin's books and been reading 'The North Ship' on the tube and it's really awesome stuff - i mean i'd obviously heard of 'they fuck you up...' (just looked up the proper title which is apparently 'This Be The Verse') but i don't think i'd read much else. Heh - apparently he's influenced by Thomas Hardy - I've still not forgiven him the ending of Tess or Mayor of Casterbridge. May see if his poetry is any less suicide inspiring.
anyway is cool innit? discovering stuff you really like that you'd previously not been a fan of - kinda like chutney, red wine and whisky (not all at the same time...) - used to hate them but now love 'em
oh and the perfect nightcap - a glass of whisky and a granny smiths - i dunno why but it works superbly together - something to do with the peatiness of the whisky and the acidity of the apple maybe???
and no i'm not currently enjoying either of the above. alas and alack etc.
"The northern sky rose high and black
Over the proud unfruitful sea,
East and west the ships came back
Happily or unhappily:
But the third went wide and far
Into an unforgiving sea
Under a fire-spilling star,
And it was rigged for a long journey."
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