onsdag, januari 28

Mourning Town



We walked across the valleys of our dreams, holding hands, and everywhere we went, giant stonebridges rose under our feet. The sad thing was, even after you left and I fell down, the bridges were still standing there, as tall as ever, and I was left walking among monuments of silver grey, lost in a city where empty cries echo in the dark.


söndag, januari 25

I Hear Voices In The Dark



I caught a glimpse of that inner darkness you said you always carry around. I didn't know then, but I can see now what it means.

torsdag, januari 22

Coastal



"The daylight traffic should be lighter than this", he thought as he was driving south to an unknown coastline. Love was creeping up on him from both sides now, he tried to stay focused but kept slipping into daydreams of burning palm trees and smooth martinis, all the things he thought he was way beyond.


onsdag, januari 21

Get Into Magic



Wild horses race the sky searching for someone to share their crazy voyages with. 
"I'm right here", you say. "Well, come along then, don't let us wait."

tisdag, januari 20

Evening Feel



Don't get lost in the fog, I promise you we will wake up early.


söndag, januari 18

Arrogance Gave Him Up



He lost his arrogance years ago, traded it in for a broken heart and lines from books he never finished reading.

fredag, januari 16

An Odyssey In Delight



A land of Heartattack & Vine, it's nice let's leave. Wake up beneath the Shiny Mosquitos of a Lost Swamp in moonlight. Rhythm guitarists stalking us in the night, making love to strangers;  nobody else would ever care.


måndag, januari 12




The following day, on his daily walk through the centre of the town, he saw the sparrow playing with another bird. The sight of his friend made him happy, and he watched how they were chasing each other, flying side by side close to the ground for a while, then taking off to the sky until they were forever lost in sight.





torsdag, januari 8



"The air feels much lighter in the Mid-West", he was thinking as he entered the street again, carefully avoiding any unplanned encounters with disconcerting locals. "Perhaps it's the dew from the Ouachita mountains, or the magic breeze of Hot Springs, I couldn't tell. In any way, it makes my heart feel lighter, too."


tisdag, januari 6



John F. Updike was sitting in a small café, quietly resting his legs as a soft noise caused him to turn around, only to see that the small grey sparrow he had just been studying closely had taken off, leaving him alone by the table with thoughts of the sky above and why birds behave in such strange ways.

lördag, januari 3

Seaside Disco, Part 2: Daniele Baldelli's Dream









Tripping on tall grass, wet from outbursts of soft rain and moonshine. I listened to your voice, you were saying something beautiful. All I could do was to scream, but it seemed right at the time. 




måndag, december 29

Don't Be Cruel



Psyched-out melodrama, for your mind exclusively. Be careful who you let inside, for he may cause you confusion and delusion.
(Confusion, however, is something beautiful.)

söndag, december 28

Beside The Seaside: Yvonne Cloud Variations.



"Yvonne Kapp (née Mayer) was born in London on April 17th 1903, to a German Jewish family from the Rhineland, her father being engaged in the vanilla trade. She was briefly at King's College London but in 1922, at the age of 19, she married the considerably older (by thirteen years) artist and and musician Edmond (known as Peter) X Kapp, who personally knew, drew and painted most of the literati of the day. (The "X", seemingly, signified nothing more than an attempt to distinguish himself from his father, who had the same name.)

The Kapps led a bohemian life, travelling around Europe and earning their living through art and writing, staying extensively on the Italian Riviera, on Capri, and in English country cottages. Whilst engaged in this literary milieu, she encountered many famous people, including Quentin Bell, Rebecca West, Paul Robeson, John Heartfield, Melanie Klein and Herbert Morrison, to name only a few. Some, such as D H Lawrence, sat for a portrait by Edmond. She also edited "Pastiche: A Music-Room Book", which conained 28 illustrations by Edmond X Kapp.

She found heself bringing up her daughter effectively as a young single mother, as Edmond Kapp periodically disappeared, arising from psychological disturbances from his experiences in the First World War; Yvonne Kapp turned to journalism and writing to support herself and her child. In the late 1920s she was employed as the literary editor of Vogue in France and, under the pseudonym of Yvonne Cloud, she wrote four novels, all outspoken social Comedies. (...)

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"In addition to a number of works of non-fiction, she published four novels under the name of Yvonne Cloud. If her choice of name is significant, it is that the silver lining she offered became more tarnished with each publication. The novels all had a satirical streak, but outrage swells in successive books. By The Houses In Between (1938) Kapp was ostensibly a "political" writer.

Her first novel, Nobody Asked You, was self-published in 1932 after its contents had caused the projected publisher consternation. One reviewer observed: "she shows remorselessly, as life does, that to have no purpose, no standards, no altruism, no idealism, is to be damned to a hell below ordinary pain". Kapp lacked none of these qualities in the varied career that was to follow her literary apprenticeship.

In 1936 she visited the Soviet Union. The sights she saw there, and a long conversation on the voyage home with Harry Pollitt, secretary of the Communist Party of Great Britain, led her to joining the Communist Party. From this time on, her life was to be politically active. (...)"

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"Born Yvonne Mayer, 1903; educated at King's College London; married the artist, Edmond Kapp, 1922; joined Communist Party of Great Britain, 1936, following a visit to the Soviet Union; worked with Basque and Jewish refugees, 1937-1938; Assistant to Director, British Committee to Refugees from Czechoslovakia, dismissed from her post by the Home Office, 1940, and wrote pamphlet British Policy and the Refugees, 1941; Research Officer, Amalgamated Engineering Union, 1941-1946; worked for Medical Research Council, undertaking field work in the East End of London, 1947-1953; editor and translator, Lawrence and Wishart (publishers), 1953-1957; died 1999. Publications: four novels under the pseudonym Yvonne Cloud, including Nobody Asked You, 1932 and The Houses in Between, 1938; Eleanor Marx, (2 vols 1972, 1976"

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"Beside The Seaside: Six Variations. Six writers comment on the seaside towns which they were allocated to write about. An interesting aspect of social history. Yvonne Cloud wrote the introduction and also the chapter on Margate. Kate O'Brien covered Southend, Antonia White covered Brighton, Malcolm Muggeridge Bournemouth, James Laver Blackpool and V.S. Pritchett Scarborough."








Bibliography, as Yvonne Cloud:






lördag, december 27

Seaside Disco, Part 1 (Prelude).



Feet standing on a knife's edge, you watch them turn red as you jump in the water below. And the feeling is alright, as you start swimming, coloring the water with that same colour: Red.  




fredag, december 26

Play It Again, Sam



Words spoken softly from a distant shore. Carried away through the night, guided by the steady hand of Slow Romance.

söndag, december 21

Lazy Sunday's Theme: The Aged Gentleman's Story.




They have been to faraway places, yet they still find the right words when encountering... 
The strange feeling of home.