Friday, 29 June 2012

What Summer Brings

Picked this lovely Hard Back 1st edition up a while ago. Writen by Alice Low and Roy McKie. 1st published in 1963 by Random House (Beginner Books) The story is simple but wonderful. Two children and their Dog, Swings, Fireflies Water Melon, Traffic Jams, Swimming, Fishing, Fireworks and Toasting Marshmallows. Lovely book wonderful illustrations. Quite a few later editions available online. Its been a good month for having a rummage around. I have found some good LPs as well, which are posted here

Saturday, 23 June 2012

Tales from the Black Meadow: The Man from the Ministry

From the forthcoming album.. Tales from the Black Meadow "The Man from the Ministry"

Monday, 18 June 2012


Poised on the cusp of a major career change.

Possibly not safe for work, kids ;-)

Thursday, 14 June 2012

A rum cove, that Jeremy Sandford. Quite a life.

Education for Tomorrow

A 10p find at a summer fate. I do like the cover, and I have in fact got round to reading it. I do like his use of the expression fuddy-duddy in reference to the early sixties UK society.

Tuesday, 12 June 2012

Black Death London

Another fascinating looking event / workshop at Noise = Noise.
Black death London attempts to reveal the contagious side of substrate; literally scratching a needle, a pickup across the dark earth carted from Whitby to London so many years ago, the vampiric base and carving of all technology. 
Deploying the twin methods of excitation and detection, borrowed from Electronic Voice Phenomena (EVP), the workshop attempts to scry the city's buboes, its electromagnetic plague eruptions, to play back these earth engraving; the stone tape, the message. 
Workshop participants will learn the basics of electromagnetics and EVP, actively constructing and customising a scratching/radio broadcast apparatus, before embarking on the aural, energetic exhumation of an historic plague site.

Update : Ah, this might explain better. 

Monday, 11 June 2012

Saturday, 2 June 2012

Some Books...

Look, I dunno about you lot but I really don't have the shelf-space for every sliver of vaguely hauntological tat I come across in my travels. But these, and others are all going for peanuts at the PDSA in Staple Hill (just across the road from Fountain Square) if anyone's interested.  

Been a while since I posted on blogger. Who changed the bloody post editing screen???