Animal Carpet Wall to Wall
It’s been another of those days. It was wild overnight, but cleared up enough for a walk this afternoon. It wasn’t out onto the hill this time, just a wander along the street to look in the charity shops in case anything interesting had appeared in the past few days. Needless to say it hadn’t. Sometimes when interesting things do show up, I’m my own worst enemy: a few weeks ago a Garrard transcriptor turntable appeared for £25. I went away to think about it, how to get it home, how much work it might need, and when I went back someone had snaffled it.
When I got back I started putting together brief notes for 1970 music that ought to be up sometime tomorrow, featuring Bob Dylan, The Shadows, and Genesis. Frank Zappa and Elton John are on their way soon.
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I spent a bit of time contemplating the state of my desk and the shed. It needs a good tidy, shall we say. I have an old Sony Vaio laptop up there which is, I think, 10 years old. WIndows 7. I went onto eBay early and, for £8 including postage, found the appropriate docking station and, on Amazon, a cheap, full-sized keyboard. I’ll probably go looking for a cheap monitor too. Although the laptop is generally OK, the keyboard has taken a beating over the years and, since I seem to be writing a lot, I’m doing my best to extend its life as much as I can.
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Music: Graham Nash wrote this when he was with the Hollies; they rejected it as ‘not commercial enough.’ As autumn rolls in and gloom of all kinds descends, a bouncy slice of happy pop about a train ride in the mid-60s is just the ticket.
Crosby, Stills and Nash : Marrakesh Express
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