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| (I only have...) First World Troubles |
My cultural week has been pretty exciting in a quiet way. Having finished my article, Certificate 12A I took some time out to do other things - and with Brighton Festival heading my way soon I am already planning my way through the huge choices. I can't wait and I will post every time I attend something. But I thought I would begin to post my cultural life. In no particular order, this week I:
- re-read Jeri Kroll's The Mother Workshop I adore Jeri and must write to her to see how she is (PM). And something she wrote gave me a smile: 'Warning Gale Force Winds - The summer poem has just blown away...' and I can see it now, all the words looping around in the air, refusing to join together in coherence
- wrote a song (well most of one) called (I only have...) First World Troubles (so I only sing first world blues), with lines floating around because I don't have the complete shape yet. Like
I live beneath the skylinebetween the finelines of philosophy
I don't know if there is an answer
but I know what its like to be free
I only have, first world troubles
so I only have, first world blues...
- read a wonderful chapter called, 'Benjamin, Kracauer, and Redemptive History' by Vincent P. Pecora (don't you just love it how American academics have to include their middle initial. My middle name is Methuselah and I like to forget it.
- started reading The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes which is a little too smug for my liking
- wrote a tune which I am calling east/west blues because of the way it combines two different sounds
- bought new music by the fantastic Alabama Shakes, yay, can they shake:
