FILM
Movie of the month — I will let this speak for itself. Suffice to say that it includes a sequence showing me throwing shapes to Donn T which may cause hilarity.
Donn T is a relatively recent find courtesy yet again of Giles Peterson. She is quite an interesting artist with an unusual but also highly varied style embracing ‘broken disco’ and ‘vox house’ genres, two new ones on me.
Morning Bell by Donn T
I love this particular track for its shear kookynes and classic deep jazz inflections. I gather that this is an example of the ‘broken disco’ style which fragments aspects of disco funk and jazz, separating parts that would normally be integrated into a combined mix. It has fantastic Max Roach like drum work toward the end and I am still not sure if that is a live kit or electronics or a combination of both?
Firstly, the movie ‘describing’ my September visit to Mr Partridge in London. All of course shot on a basic Sony PAS camera and edited in MovieMaker. Limited material has been configured into the definitive poetic impression of my short but enjoyable trip.
It is starting to feel a lot more autumnal today, the light is changing subtly and becoming more ethereal. I must endeavour to be active with my camera(s) over the coming weeks and have a few ideas for out door light painting stuff as well as some more moody black and white landscapes. Once we get more fully into the season of long afternoon shadows, the “chiaroscuro season” as I call it, I think I will also make some B&W movies up in the top fields. Been experimenting with a red filter on the Sony W50 with camera in B&W mode and it does make a dramatic enhancement to contrast and sky detail.
The house move business is gradually grinding to a halt now, as both of my desired properties in Bolli have been sold. If I am going to move at all it is more likely to be next year but by that time all of my financial problems should have been sorted anyway. I’m still quite loathed to move away from Prestbury; it seems like an odd thing to do.
Me and Mark on Hampstead Heath.
Just returned from a brief but very enjoyable trip to London to visit Mark P. This was also my first ride on a Virgin Pendolino train, rather surprising considering that they run just a few hundred yards from my doorstep. The journey was very comfortable and fast! In fact, we were in Euston not long after I finished my can of Heineken. It is still a far cry from the days of the Manchester Pullman though, gently rattling china cups and cutlery on a white linen table cloth, the smell of real coffee percolating and at-table service from stewards dressed in smart white and blue uniforms. We didn’t have an awful lot of time to do things and I also came down with a nasty soar throat and a bit of a mild fever not long after arriving. Despite this we did manage to get over to Camden market which is truly amazing. It’s funny but when I visit other people I seem to eat so much better, either it is because my acquaintances have mastered the art of fine cuisine or simply because there is more on offer. The food from the stalls in Camden market is amazing and there is so much choice, much better for a take away than anything up here that’s for sure.
Some of the gorgeous grub on offer at Camden Market, Mark and I had the dhal (bottom right) with pilau rice.
Mark and I also went up onto Hampstead Heath and some videography and photography was undertaken on Parliament Hill.
Still not sure about proposed house move, other options have been mooted by interested parties but not so sure about these either. Last I heard the one and only place I would want / could afford in the Bollington / Kerridge area was under offer, I wouldn’t be surprised if it has now been sold unfortunately.