“…they sound like a modern psych/doom band scoring a lost Play for Today episode.” Owl Service.
Rachel
@thameschoral.bsky.social
Record accumulator and general flâneuse…
“I want you baby And I need you by my side” The fabulous Fulson.
So… picked up a large bag of tapes today. The majority appear to be blank and unused, and those were the ones I wanted. But there were many others. Not sure what to do with these… any Danny Baker fans out there who want to relive the 90s? Free to anyone who can collect. Could be scrubbed, I guess.
Found these outside a little junk store. Weekend reading matter sorted. 😊
Bought a bunch of random, mostly shrink-wrapped CDs from the charity shop earlier. Mostly stuff from the margins and outer limits. Enjoying this. Love the gatefold image.
Eclipse. Fractured through trees and projected on to a wall. #eclipse
A pocket full of tapes from yesterday’s stroll around Brixton. Listening to top middle first which is Mansour Tehrani. Iranian songs, probably pre-revolution but I can’t find any information on this release.
On Sunday doing Sunday things. Which begins with coffee and the Advent Heralds. The title translates as God is a Good Mother. Five vocalists with guitar, bass and some hand percussion. Simple and very lovely. From 1977.
Wrapping up this Saturday with a Van Morrison bootleg from 1984. The sound quality is… ok. Just about. It is almost exclusively repertoire from the period plus, weirdly, an instrumental version of Moondance. Summertime feels rushed, as it often did, but you do get a different roster of authors.
So, I spent a splendid couple of hours this morning browsing through African gospel LPs. The music is often very good… but, oh boy, the sleeves never disappoint!
One for the true heads. Joel Andrews, Violet Flame. Private, new age jazz harp. The record label is stamped “Django Cheapo”, Django (or so I believe) being a Portland record store that once branded their bargains so. Hence the large 3 on the front. How times change, now much more sought after.
I buy far more books in any given week than I could ever realistically read… but I generally find peace with this. I loved Wilson’s viral review and the long introductory essay to her now famous translation is really interesting. The Emezi and the Perry are both signed first editions… 1/-
I consider myself to be a happy person. Happier still in the knowledge that no transphobe will ever themselves understand how that feels. 🏳️⚧️
Sunday evening at home. Gavin Bryars. Three Viennese Dancers.
I took a chance on this as it was only a fiver and a quick google suggested Jorma Whittaker could be interesting; and yes, it is ok. But Christ on a bike, that vinyl does not improve anything! I live for the day when artists, labels, and marketing wonks just get over the urge to keep doing this.
Thorn Wych. Homemade wooden instruments, bowed and scraped; percussion that sounds a little like Bone Machine. Vocals are inspired by Indian devotional singing. The sleeve captures the ambiance of this recording perfectly. Beguiling/sinister.
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Brighton has a knack of revealing the strangest and most beautiful records. Take this one by Rory Salter. He improvises a soundtrack to a remembered “instinctive and very impulsive” walk through Wiltshire. The drawing on the cover is the Hackpen White Horse.
This is a beautiful book under any circumstances, yet all the more wonderful for once being in the library of the late Raymond Briggs. His books are now being re-homed via @oxfamgb.bsky.social in Hove. I believe these to be his post-its marking his selections.