mia farrow

rosemaries baby was on tv last night and me & G watched it... it was the film she made when she was married to frank sinatra that really made her famous and that really pissed off frank...

because mia was so boyish ava gardner used to tease him that he was gay... it was really good, just having finished that book to see her at that time, and she sure does look boyish...

she's really good in the film which i loved, the wierd dream sequences she has, the polite conversation she has with a bishop as she's having sex with satan, the satanists being so ordinary and boring... the way that the central satanist's face lights up as he says year 1, satan lives, god is dead... very good...

i got a puncture yesterday and it meant i got the train to work in the evening, which further menat that after work i took a stroll down to the river while listening to my ipod shuffle... it was randomly coming up with the perfect tunes as i walked up to the tate modern from behind, a route i'm normally cycling, nice to catch it at a slower tempo...

there is a visual moment i love when you come out into the open space in front of the building, by the river, the young trees are lit up from underneath with electric light against the dark night around them... the front of the tate stretching away to your left, you are level with the front so it's almost as though you're falling off the edge of it and as you walk into the space the hugeness of the wall and the chimney is slowly but suddenly becoming apparent...

last night this moment was accompanied by my favourite track off time - the revelator by gillian welch, april the 14th part one perfectly matching a certain melancholy which i'm prone to it seems these days...

day off today and i hope to cach some of this marvellous sunshine before it departs again... the answer to yesterday's mystery tune, which was really hard i realised, none of my students got it, was what's going on by marvin gaye, well done to felinity for having a go...

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