If It’s Applause It Must Be Thursday
the masked marauder
A big day for me today–I left the house during the daytime. My trip was to the chemists for a prescription and thence to a supermarket for some odds and ends for supper tonight. I was the only customer in the chemists, but not the supermarket, where a mask seemed appropriate.
It’s not that long ago that wearing a face mask to a supermarket would have attracted comment, but not now. And while it isn’t universal or at Hong Kong levels, it is certainly much more common; it wouldn’t surprise me if it stays that way for quite some time.
I can’t comment on what has been happening in the world today because I have no idea. I have not watched any news; I have not spent time on social media. I slept quite well, enjoyed breakfast, had a leisurely shower then went to the shops. When I got back i read quite a lot, listened to music for my 1970 project, and supper, went for a short walk round the block, joined in the weekly applause, and read some more. I also wrote up a 1970 post and wrote this. Somewhere along the line another day passed.
The 1970 post was the soundtrack album for Woodstock. TLDR: I didn’t think much of it as an album. By general consent, the breakout discovery of the festival was Santana. Carlos came on stage armed only with a Gibson SG, a super-tight band, a bunch of contorted facial expressions and a head full of mescaline. He wowed the crowd, but, as with many of the Woodstock performers, I prefer the studio work.
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