…here are some jottings with nowhere else to go.
Listening to ‘Close call’ by indie band Rilo Kiley, on the album ‘Blacklight’ – this lyric jumped out
She was born on a Brighton Pier | To a gypsy mother and a bucket of tears
…a typically evocative reference that wouldn’t really work anywhere else (Eastbourne Pier, for instance.) Good that it says ‘a Brighton Pier’, realising that there are two, though you wouldn’t want to try giving birth on the West Pier these days.
Wondering how many times I’m going to wander into a town via long streets of tannig salons, tattoo parlours and fireplace shops. Windsor was like that and it ahs the Queen’s house in the middle of it…
All the information we shed – blizzards of bits – making a trackless waste that only mindless djinn can navigate.