I'm sorry but I couldn't stop myself; I'm a bad person, I know.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Yes, bit by bit I'm blowing the cover on the potential summer mix by posting candidate tracks separately but I can't help it, these are the songs that are sounding good to me right now and what's this place for if not to share the music that's in my head and heart and on the hi-fi and all?
John Martyn sounds especially good at this time of year; there's something about his stoner sound that goes well with fly-buzzin' afternoons and heat haze hanging low over London parks - even the inevitable rain.
This is from Solid Air, but you all know that I'm sure. Groove Armada's Andy Cato has chosen it to open his 2008 mix for Cafe Mambo, not that that should influence your judgement either way, but it does show we're, like, well zeitgeisty, eh?
John Martyn - 'Don't Want To Know' (1973)
Monday, June 23, 2008
The lapping water sounds, soft repeating vocal and acoustic guitar to Saint Etienne rhythm thing going on here'll make it a cert for my hot summer 2008 mix; if we have a hot summer in 2008 and I do a mix, that is.
Club 8 - 'We Set Ourselves Free' (2002)
Friday, June 20, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Yes. I remember Adlestrop—
The name, because one afternoon
Of heat the express-train drew up there
Unwontedly. It was late June.
The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat.
No one left and no one came
On the bare platform. What I saw
Was Adlestrop—only the name
And willows, willow-herb, and grass,
And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,
No whit less still and lonely fair
Than the high cloudlets in the sky.
And for that minute a blackbird sang
Close by, and round him, mistier,
Farther and farther, all the birds
Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.
Only a handful of Edward Thomas's poems were published in his lifetime. He was killed on the first day of the Battle Of Arras, on Easter Monday 1917, aged 39.I have loved this poem for a long time now - the way it captures that still, special moment in an unexpected stop at an unexpected place in a summertime in England.
They closed Adlestrop railway station in 1966, but they saved the station sign and stuck it in the village bus shelter.
I hope to pop by there someday.
This is from an old cassette I have of RB reading various poems.
Here's to unexpected stops.
Richard Burton - 'Adlestrop' (by Edward Thomas)
Monday, June 16, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Monday, June 09, 2008
Friday, June 06, 2008
People come from all over the world, we celebrate our diversity; there are regulars too and I know them all by name - sometimes one'll bring a CD they made or an old record they found - 'This'll be right for the bar' - and we stick it on and are pleased to see a few heads nodding, some sandalled feet tapping. The draught San Miguel flows cold and golden and the local rosado is fine. I don't make much money, but I've never been happier in my life.
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I've come up with a thousand reasons why it wouldn't work for real, but I've scratched out this place in the shifting sand and you've kindly popped in - some of you more than once. And I'm really, really glad to have you here. You're some of the grooviest persons a chap could hope to meet. So thank you.
What can I get you?
'Small Balearic Bar Session' - A Davy H Mix (27:08 mins)
[Ingredients available on request]