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There is not much else to say really...

..its 6.30am... my night stated over 12hours ago in a subway..

..it was a good night...

...these are good echoes from home.

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I was a little conflicted...

as i sat in the Australian pub watching Fitzgerald of the Arizona Cardinals sprint his way towards the Stealers end zone I was sure I had my subject set....

...there are not many things that can pull a Steelers obsessed Hawaiian away from the NFL Supebowl as their team seems to be losing its grip on the trophy... Little did i know he had never seen snow before...and so to my surprise sun drenched Americans vacated the pub in search of frosty salvation... I was suddenly deeply conflicted!

A "steal" by the Stealers? (cough) or Snow? (lets face it, snow does not need any witty introduction, its purely snow, and it's mad outa it!)

What was i to do? Both warrant a fairly in depth analysis... both could change the course of history... both could mean many things....

..but of course we already know how it ends. The picture above sort of gives it away. The Cardinals lost, even as they pulled ahead in the final moments (moments meaning 15mins - ad break- some analysis - and 20 replays....ill never understand this sport!) the Steelers produced truly incredible displays of athleticism and deserved the victory in the end... thus rendering my prized photo of Fitzgerald running heroically towards the line completely useless...

a picture of snow falling shall suffice... i feel it may feature tomorrow also. The word from London goes along the lines of "Snowed In" "Disaster Zone" "Fargo"....

I think that means its pretty bad!

To the morning we shall head...where early is the aim, and reinforcements from the motherland will be airlifted to whitened fields and moody city dwellers..

Hello Monday, cup of tea?

Rip Out All The New Ones

And here we are again friends...in the hole with me and the others, listening to the echoes of the past bounce off all our hard work.


I know how you feel; nohing works, nothing sounds right, its the same thing again and again, i have done this before.


Even the novelty of the new cannot destroy the power of the old. I am trapped within the old walls and the new is irrelivant. We will pick on the green and blue... haul up the stars and paint a new horizon. We need a refresh... an etchosketch... we need a new... we need a restart.... do-over.


And then what?? The sun rises in a new square? no blues here only red? and we will walk out windows ...orange with the night... glass of rippling water... orange with the night... why do you never please my mind? here i lie.... yet another night....yet another hole... another black box....Echoes of reality....inner reality? truth?


where should i belong?


Shake out a new one thank you very much

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You know when everyone is just not moving fast enough? Some days i just don't get it. I am usually so happy to move at my own pace, that being fast when i walk, slow when i run and not even moving when im already late. Today however, and it tends to happen once every month or so... i was on autopilot. The world was in slow motion and everyone had taken to the streets to get in my way.

I was looking for "The Empyrean" by John Frusciante, a new release and obviously the third hardest thing to find in Paris behind red cheddar cheese and general kindness. Only after 6 metros, 2 Virgin "Mega" stores and 2 Fnacs did i find myself at home and fairly impressed.

This is a great album, not fantastic, but great...in that there is a real authenticity and true experimentation evident.. there is no rush and no desire to please the masses.. this is so personal its nearly not for anybody other than Mr. Frusciante himself... however that's how all his music sounds, how all his lyrics come across.. a weird voyeuristic quality pops its head up every so often when you realise Just what he is singing about, and then you remember that he wants you to hear.... or at least he wants to say it..
Listen to the opening track "Before the Beginning" and the cover "Song to the Siren" and you will instantly love this album.

Yet another day of thinking... we tend to do that us humans...my intentions grow towards the roots of my musical adventure... and i want to play as well as i did back in the days when there was nothing else on my mind.. i just need time...

Happy voices on interrupted plastic talking devices, cold drafts through history's windows, nothing is disabled these days...nobody is unhappy.

I'm thinking heavy heavy blasts of the usual explosives and a side of history

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A day in with lights, cameras and action

Like any other day i guess.. we just have to pick a time and go with it. Those who plan ahead are clever enough to hide their ideas in an event or moment of renewal...i however am thirty days late and itchy to get goin'...

Never picked a more uneventful day to do so! I guess if it had been any more eventful i would never have come across this idea...so good things come to those who wait i guess....or at least those who do nothing.

Dan Flavin featured in my brain today... lighting corners and illuminating ideas that as yet had gone unnoticed. I must remember to keep this up.

People are out there in the darkness after....waiting for the lights to go...ding ding ding... with good news and memories from the land of the green.

RIP John Martyn (1948-2009)

"May You Never Lay Your Head Down"


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Nearly Everybody

Here there should be some kind of chitter chatter groove and game from the grivle grovle shiver shovel and we all break in two two two thousand where do i look to the groove?

Quesssssssstion four hundred break it all in four and five and fifty thousand believe in more and the soil will giv ethe thousands extra the thousand billion more, more more, more ,more is all we drive towards and i could have you in an instant i could have you in a heart beat i can press those buttons click those minds and break into a new existance more tangible and more existential and i am still in the shadows of the past though they are weaker and less inside the mids the temples the temples drumming drumming i saw it in my minds eye betweeen the night and the morning and in the morning and tomorrow the world will sleep the closed world, the foreign world the place where everyone does nothing and complains about everything and so i created you with the intention of collectivity and collection point stooooop dont look! and we talk to the

stop again....and again....and again.

this broke.. nice and slow and slow and delay delay....

where has the consistancy suddenly gone, the world has slowed to the speed of any any in time any in place and i shake i shake..

where will i go next...

will i grace the floor?

and again... near to full...near to empty...near to the gaps

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See it in Colour

She was lost, on the train, in the music, in her head. Everything moved around her.. probably for years like that. Head nodding.. eyes glazed, they had seen a lot i am sure... needed rest. Still, as everything shifted....she did not.. head forward..back..forward ...back... its in her fingers too..slow,tap, tap, tap... yet she does not let go....hangs... and trains go by, inches from her, the purest change... momentum lost in her, as she feels the changes, chords, notes, slower faster slower faster.... she knows what is coming, you can see it in her wrinkles, her shallow smiles, barely happy....barely anything.. and the world around you changes like the music...colourful, new, old.. on off, on, off... the stops, the starts.

You just keep tapping..moving so slightly.. smile.. nod...eyes glazed.. seen it before...heard it before... and the world moves...and i move.. and i am listening

and i am gone.

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Requirements

Slipping in, slipping out of key... key this time... the right key... the productive key... juggling the whole ring on one hand was foolish boy, you know that! you KNEW THAT! so why lie to yourself any longer...you need to hands to do a real job of it, and now you have it! This is a real opportunity to do what you have always wanted and to disregard what is so blatantly required...for nothing..

Is this all free yea? I wouldnt have guessed... ill have the fourth from the right, third from the left, next to the bottom and very far from the top. Yes, that, yes, the one that screams hairy hairy hairy on the giant microphone... you with me? good i hoped the work i was festering about in would come back to me some day with a smile and i never did doubt my judgement. into tunnels out of tunnels, around the corners of city streets that call for your feet and scream in your ears!

Machines of metallic, motions towards the answers.... never will i ride.. never will i require!

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Hanging in the Shadows, Falling in the Sun

Is this world even real? It never was meant to be was it? plastic wood, plastic water, plastic castles, plastic magic. But WHAT magic! You cannot ask for the fake you just take t an you e happy. Happy upside down, happy upside round , inside out, outside everywhere. Its just right.

And then the sky came to join, resting on our shoulders and dressing the world in white sheets and glass crowns. The world hanging heavy, atlas on a break, the sky on our shoulders... the world drooped magical.

Dont let it in... neither the pain nor the white.. keep it out and look upon it...why else are we here? For days now the earth has held it in...clasped it with all it was worth...dont let go...stay for another drink! Please! you will not regret it i promise!

And we went up down all round

then i lost them all

and memories are now just that without the physical

perhaps that is what I will fix today, perhaps that is what I will do...


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Sssa Ssssssa SSssssssa

Whiz past me whiz on up again... again again again...

im still wondering why again?? yet more pondering, yet more nothingness to talk about to the home team.... "ah sure you know its grand like...y'know"

All this to look forward to..

and all this to look back too...

white rolling hills, high mountains with dandruff... lakes that create and destroy... rivers that hide the evidence.. bubbles of white and blue empty height ... lets buy into that... and it was warmer above than below....brighter above than below... and the world was empty and the world was colourless.. shaken... etched... sketched... not quite this and not quite that...

and here i am...within the uncertainty.... sitting on uncertainty... lying on uncertainty...

lets drink the magic... lets remember the happier times ...are they as happy as now?

cus if happiness came in colours i felt a big white one today...

same ol' same ol' what more can be offered... ive got to go look i guess..

ill find it.

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One more box to do there....

I started last year with a new idea, and I am happy to say that as we light up another I was sorta successful. ...

sorta..

I think i'm going to make a little more sense today...just to wrap things up you know.. round things off nicely...

maybe a little explaination is in order..

where do I begin?

2008 was always going to be a big year, i had known for a long time that myself and my friends were going to spread like wildfire over the following 12 months so i decided to try and take advantage of this. In January i decided to start something i called "The Finder Project" (thefinderproject.blogspot.com) in the hope of giving myself a little more direction and perhaps generate more interest in my music and writing.

Ok....IT FAILED! I accept this outright... it was far too ambitious and i had neither the time nor the money to keep such a project running. While i managed to release a first batch of cd's in Early february containing the Night Reasons collection there was little or no response so i decided to scrap the idea for the time being. ...

but there were some benefits from the whole experience. . I discovered that the idea of giving each months body of work a title (January was "Night Reasons", February "Closed systems" etc etc)gave my work more structure and made it easier know when and where i had made something. Furthermore my work within these months started to become themed by the structure itself. Songs would play off themselves and a unity would start to form. I was happy with this because it was clear in my writing too...

Months went by and some were more successful than others, some were more meaningful than others and some barely even happened.

In June or July or...i dunno but i had my first gig while i also began djing ... equipment also became better and by the end of the summer i had reached a proficiency and direction with my music that i had never had before.. while the gigs were not yet there i was happy that if it was i would be ready and able.

And then i went to Paris.. to ignore the fact that my body of work nearly tripled during my time in Paris would be ridiculous. It was and continues to be my most productive period yet and definitely most experimental. However i was lacking a lot of equipment and any exposure whether it be on the internet or otherwise... i was working hard and distracted by nothing (well nearly)...

And now that we have reached 2009, i am happy that in the past 12 months i have taken many steps towards many things in many different places and in many different ways....

And now i must look at 2009 and decide what to do now..

and i dont think it is going to be the same...


gotta keep moulding.....
and i sorta know already but where would the fun be if i told you what it was!?



here is a list of 2008 musical work you can find it all on my many internet sites..

January - Night Reasons
A lesson on the Past
A Lesson on the Future
Slow City Burn Down
If We dont get there on time, the wine is going to be gone and I am not talking to that woman sober!


February - Closed Systems
The Loss of Mist
Copper Chair

March - Head of Bear
Crazy Junior's Garage Sale
April - Lost Piece
Squared
Kings Throw
Times Between Hunger and Wired Life
The Wired Earth

May - Paper Cuts
Southern Growth on the Mood and Fly


June - Evolution
Branches
Chop it, Slice it, Eat!
We're all on Opposites


July - Blind
Create Your Greens and Blues
It makes you Shake Cold Rivers
On Hold

August - Often Lower
Deep Roots and Every Single Heart
Inside Boy
Spine the Curls and Spring

September - Over Seven Heads
Shapes Of
Good Heat
And Exhale
Ask Again
Sent Ages Ago
Word Me Landscape
Heavy Little Drops

Live - Shape Of
Shape of Metal Sheet
Shape of Numbers
Shape of Glass
Shape of Rolling wheels
Shape of New Silence
Shape of Falling

October - Calm
Empty
Joined
Wait
North
Timers
Who?
Another Fourteen Hours
Without the Usual Explosives 1 & 2
Over Action Over Action000
Heart Of The System

November - Grain on Sand
Open Season
Polar Rush
Hundred Bridges
Jupiter Joined Like Any Other
War (Shit Shovelling Remix)
Peppered Water
Up Up Feather! GO!
Crawl and Wait
Prometheus Gives
Prometheus Gets
Sights on Full Power

December - Mountains
Union Groove
Orange Rip Banana
Healing Song


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Long Days in Window

She came out and asked him what he was doing there...he looked uncomfortable to say the least... he wanted whatever money they had left it seems...and she, with her head wired to her radio, looked formidable and provided protection for what it was worth

he walked away empty as the bank



They stood waiting, guarding their ground, waiting for the booze, for the money to arrive, and time it passed, land was gained...more to protect....more to use! Guiding it slowly between €100,000 and €70,000 the booze was landed....safes filled with prospect and christmas saved for the tramps and trilionaires alike...

The flower pot took a holiday from truck invasion....probably somewhere on the pacific coast?



Hello.....taking my picture i see....I'm over here!.....excuse me!.....FLASH.....

light fills the story book... i press rewind and look again .... the world grinds slowly to a halt, for a moment there is nothing until as slowly as it stopped the world began again, but this time water fell up and morning was in the west... until FLASH..... present picked a power play and poked its head into the limelight...

hello again....you got me this time....now stop looking at me



i have stuff to be payed for.

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And heavy is ...

...you think you have it all under control..you know how it looks, how it seems, you believe what you feel is good..

in fact

weakness
pain
lacking

you two dont seem to believe anymore, is it not silly? Now!? in this place and time? am i glue? and who are you to take my judgement as yet another pointless quibble?

dont do this for me...but dont pull apart the threading, the anchor i wanted for so long...and still desire.

there is a lot more you dont see....dazed... obstructed....afflicted... misled.. you woudnt care....i think now that you are just waiting for a reason...

and holding everything in control...waiting to let it all go

because you can

because your stuck

i am nearly too much in this light

the covers have been pulled the curtains too...

too much in this light

so we will change it ok?

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Union Groove

You would elongate and emphasise the writings on the other side of everything. You would try and make THAT difference, you would try and bring a change. YOu would try and hold it all together. Unify.


You would sieze the day, you would sieze the money, the children the cars the holiday bonus, the justifaction, you would try and sieze it all. You would try and bring it all together. Unify.


And then


Its over.


Ah well it wasnt that much fun anyway. I ned to spend a bit of money and have my insides checked for wires...

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Orange Rip Banana

Its rolling again... these rhythms, thick, full, pulling at my brain, injecting multicoloured plastic into my mind...massive hardened brain cells... all colours now its all i see
push it in push it in


pumping hard rhythms is all i hear


and now my soul is in the right place...slower place... more chance in this place, more interesting in this place, more cold in this place but more heat. there is more for me in this place...


gloves today


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I followed the pants around the swirl section...

It made patterns like youth and forth section of the young lame society... we went around together in the cold wind and dying light.... captured the natural and unnatural..the broken breaking and brand new...and then a lot more made a lot less sense

I finally went there, was waiting for you really but it was just in the swirl today, made a lot more sense today, would have disrupted the swirl if i hadnt to be honest

and i am still cut off

always all so temporary,costly, priced

if only there was the familiar


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Dont wake up to another one...

It all falls apart so delicately... like a feather in a flame..

so different

just another difference


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