I passed a bus on the way home today. It was full of people staring out the windows with face masks on and it felt really eery. Like being in a 70s sci-fi/horror film.
Sad day. Cardiacs and Tim Smith made the world a better place if you were open to the music. The songs will continue to do that for me. RIP Tim Smith
I got rid of a bunch of old albums recently and I’m feeling a bit guilty. It’s like throwing away a bit of my history.
An advantage of playing records and CDs is that there are no assholes recording, profiling, or pushing your tastes into algorithms.
The last scene in the Warcraft film was full of implications of the better stories to come. It’s a pity this one didn’t do better.
“Carter, tears of terror mingling with make-up and the rain, squeezed the accordion. There was the long-drawn-out chord that by law must precede all folk music to give bystanders time to get away.”
Sad to think there'll be no more of this from Terry Pratchett.
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