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12 January 2010


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Aww, thanks, a favourite track from a favourite band. Have seen them perform live four times and they've never disappointed.

This was one of the tracks that was regularly played over the tannoy in Gorky Park when we went ice skating there in the winter. Ironic.

Well, the universal and lasting appeal of some groups is never in doubt. This footage was shot in Canada.

I have just written (not yet posted...) a post about music while writing and here you are pre-empting me, with a nice story embedded in time! Me, I wonder what it is you are writing and editing...

It's that old cyber-synchronisation again, Wendy. The writing is something I'm working on for an online writing/photography programme (ie a course I'm taking) and the editing is a favour for a family member! In other words, not income-earning . . . am relying on the canine guests for that!

I'm not really an REM fan, but this one always makes me stop and listen too. It's a classic.

I can't tell from your post if being stopped in your tracks by 'Losing my religion' was a good thing for you or not. I hope so.

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Thought for life

  • The House of Breath, William Goyen
    We are the carriers of lives and legends - who knows the unseen frescoes on the private walls of the skull?

Thinking about . . .

  • Daniel Klein, Travels with Epicurus
    I too listen to music more and more. Throughout my life, music has stirred me more than any other art form, and now, in old age, I find myself listening to it almost every evening, usually alone, for hours at a time.
  • Julia Blackburn, Thin Paths
    I began writing because I liked to write things down. I learnt foreign languages because they seemed to enter my head by a process of osmosis.
  • Joan Bakewell, Stop the Clocks
    I live contentedly alone. It's better that way and I am often thoughtful about what has been and what might have been. There are many like me.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Oh to be reborn within the pages of a book.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Why is it that we lose the things we love, and things cavalier cling to us and will be the measure of our worth after we’re gone?
  • Judith Kerr, Observer Magazine, 22 November 2015
    I don't believe in God. I find it much easier to believe in ancestors. I like to imagine they are pointing us in the right direction.

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