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June 5, 2015

  

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Rushup

February 1, 2015

The edge always catches the weather. It’s a while since I’ve been up here and thankfully it doesn’t change. Bitter today but the smell was still there. Earth, water and sky. A beautiful place.

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It was freezing queuing up last night and I was stood next to Evan Parker for half an hour but was too shy to say thanks for all his great music. Once inside we got a great place, half stood, half crouched by the front. It started with a short film on Yoko which was very moving.. She’s had such a difficult and challenging life. Some beautiful footage of her in love with John Lennon then tear jerking shots after he was killed and her accepting a Grammy on his behalf with Julian as a little boy.. Then she walks through the small audience, a tiny, sparrow like lady, smiling and shy.
Thurston Moore, towering above her taking a side place on the stage and Steve Shelley, big enough in girth behind a small drum kit.
Then an hours performance, a proper performance. Some improvised, some of Yoko’s songs. Very intimate, very real, very fun, very sweet, very good…
It finished with a short encore. Yoko strapping on a guitar, Thurston also and they did a very sweet, playful flirtation without touching the strings, just footsteps, stepping into the audience without a sound.. Faces drawing closers as if for a kiss then struck each other’s guitars with the necks, a wall of noise and applause, tears and goodwill. I was pretty choked…. Quite a performance and one I’ll remember for a long time.

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Haiku

May 20, 2013

Spring:
A hill without a name
Veiled in the morning mist.

(Matsuo Basho 1644-1694)

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Cornudella de Monsant

May 19, 2013

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All the King’s horses

March 29, 2013

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Ghost of a flea

November 4, 2012

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