KID SHIRT

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

MICE AND RATS IN THE LOFT

Picked up a vinyl copy of the legendary third LP by Jan Dukes de Grey in Taunton this afternoon...been boshing it to death all evening, 'specially Side One: "Sun Symphonica". This is an utterly fantastic piece of Acid Folk from '71, I think; totally deranged and off-balance...it sounds like the group are having a collective nervous breakdown. The music veers from 'poisoned'-sounding pastoral strings & chamber-interludes to rattling guitar und violin freak-outs that sound like the idiot bastard cousin of "Yeti" by Amon Duul 2.

The dreaded F-word is totally misleading in this instance...the band probably had more in common with Faust than Fairport Convention. Needless to say, they never made another record after this one. One thing I've never been sure about with The Incredible String Band is the general lack of drums/heavy percussion...they were a cool band but I do miss the propulsion provided by a full drum-kit. Guess I oughta just 'fess up and say that I never really got over Acid Rock. I really love the fact that Ghost have heavied up a bit recently and started using electric bass and more drums...

Anyway, the LP's sleeve is great too; really druggy-looking: three tripped-out guys in full psych-regalia looking surly and stoned in a tinted/filtered photo of a forest.

Except that one of them is brandishing an air-rifle. How loved-up is that?

Humbah, Zumbah, Jumbah, Jingbah and Zing Zing Zingbah...



NO TITLE #4

Weird seeing Boscastle on the news over the last couple days. Chris and I rented a cottage there about 5 years ago. It's a beautiful village...I think there was a Wiccan/occult Museum there, but it was closed during our visit. I remember seeing a tame seal swimming in the harbour, and in the evenings I would sit out in the back courtyard, smoking as it grew dark, while bats swooped down across the garden, their wings fluttering a few feet away from my face.

Magic.

NO TITLE #3

Some wanker nicked our recycling bin today.