I thought about the eccentric Rudolph II and as we walked across King Charles’s bridge over and over again named after the King of Bohemia and Holy Roman Emperor for which Prague was it’s capital in 1355 I thought about him also. This photograph fell out of the pages of The Book of Laughter and Forgetting which I bought second hand. I thought about the melancholic writing of Milan Kundera.
At the top is Strahov Monastery which holds a magnificent Library quite unlike anything I have ever seen (there are 20 monks left that live there). A stone’s throw from his Sudek’s studio we found an entire book of photographs of him on that hill walking up it as we were. Graham Guy Barratt took these photographs. We found his studio but no one was there to let us in so we followed his ghost up Petrin Hill. I went to Prague in March and we followed by accident the footsteps of the famous Czech photographer called Josef Sudak. I used to look up graves but one I never found was Surrounded By The Enemy, the Native American Lakota Warrior who formed part of the extraordinary Buffalo Bill’s Wild West Show in the 1880s. She is buried at Brompton Cemetery which I know well – a place of tranquil beauty, wild flowers, where every season is visible from snowdrops, to bluebells to clouds of cow parsley in the summer as well as some exotic rare trees, ornate gravestones and a hundred life stories.
From Picturegoer Week ending October 3 1959 I found this cutting when he was just starting out in which she is mentioned. But what a life she had….she was married to Richard Harris (first time round). I just find it more interesting reading other people’s posts ….or postcards as the case may be…
8 GRAVES NUMB.M4A HOW TO
I have to think! How to promote?! So difficult… I should be on Instagram and TikTok ….I should Tweet…but I never got the hang of Twitter at least I am still trying the Meta Universe, Facebook whatever. I must and this is my way – too wordy to count as promotion.
8 GRAVES NUMB.M4A UPDATE
Nobody reads this, that’s for sure, but I thought I would update this blog and I must promote the music. A Zombie Government, a tragic war… A Hard Rain’s a-Gonna Fall… Otherwise winter will be spent like everyone else with a single lamp in the kitchen in the freezing cold not going anywhere. It’s almost as if a part of me is going as I’ve done so much research so perhaps half of me will be on that plane while the other half stays behinds and waters the garden (if I’m allowed)! I’ll go in October -off season-when the Bora wind blows into your winter coat like a sail and hopefully you are lifted high above Piazza Unità d’Italia for a great bird’s eye view. They bear no relation to my waffle but the incongruous nature of them was irresistible! Front and back…it seems to be largely a group of young film students corresponding to each other in the 80s…Ī plane is leaving on Sunday to Trieste and I’m not going to be on it. If the sun was any closer it would be too hot – scene of red hot earth and nothing living and so it goes on but it’s haunting.ĭavid Baron and I are releasing Endless Climb on 11 November 2022 on Here & Now Recordings and this blog post is dedicated mostly to a collection of postcards that I found on the North End Road from the 80s. It had graphic illustrations on why the earth is perfect explaining – if the moon was too far away we would be freezing cold – scene of ice covering earth. It reminds me of a book when I was a child that I loved. I love the sun but now I’m starting to worry.
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