ummagumma
It’s taken 14 years, and the death of Syd Barrett, but I listened to 30 minutes of Pink Floyd’s Ummagumma tonight. I’m still me and I’m proud of myself. Don’t know what tomorrow will bring. Hopefully, someday, I can sleep through dawn.
Randy Newman’s ‘In Germany before the war’
There was a man who owned a store In nineteen hundred thirty four In Dusselford And every day at fine o nine He’d cross the park down to the Rhine And he’d sit there by the shoreI’m looking at the river But I’m thinking of the sea I’m looking at the river But I’m thinking [...]
I know this already. So do you.
standingonthebox, on 20 June 2006 wrote, ‘I’m not wondering how beautiful girls end up with assholes. That’s too easy, and I don’t have to wonder about it much. If you end up with an asshole on your arm — whether male or female — it’s because you’re flawed. I’m flawed, and I’ve had the occasional [...]
Better late than never (Sun, 18 June)
isadub’s ‘little’ adventure begins! Dublin is pretty grim at 7.30 in the morning but then, so are most places. It was pretty overcast as I set out for the ferry terminal but I knew that the weather was better in the UK so I didn’t mind so much. The crossing was pretty much as I [...]
Another Saturday, Another Discovery
Another Saturday, Another Discovery nearly makes ASDA (the supermarket). But I’m sure some wag will write that it actually makes A.SAD. From now on, people will say, ‘isadub is a.sad [inset profanity here]. Last week I had a bit of a clear-out and found lots of old photos from the mid-80′s to the mid-90′s. Well, [...]
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