curtains magic cafe

first i was going to partially cover the bay window in my room with calico... which i have some of...

then i was going to take the things which attach the rail to the wall from the curtains on the small window, spread them out and use them for the bay window, cover the small window in calico...

i was stood on top of my bedside cabinet, screwdriver in hand, beginning to unscrew the first of the things when it struck me that i could just go to the shops and buy more of these things...

such is the reluctance with which i put on my DIY head...

so i began the process of refixing the curtain rail to the wall yesterday and i completed it today... i can't remember how long i left it last time, i could only find one reference to it in this blog... but this time we had dinah's bed to sleep in... no rising with the dawn like it was back then...

wednesday night to sunday afternoon... half a week, that's fair enough...

reluctant DIY...

so yesterday i went into the amazon and there was uncle filmo... we chatted and then i helped him get a TV/DVD player from argos, a completely new shopping experience for him, it's like shopping in a dole queue, he said...

i love how daft it is in there, finding what you want in a catalogue, writing it down on a piece of paper, going to someone else & paying for it, getting another piece of paper, going somewhere else & waiting for it, collecting it...

reminded me of old fashioned civil service caricatures... like the nightmarish world portrayed in brazil the gilliam film...

funnily enough another gilliam film was mentioned on the box of a DVD that we watched on the TV/DVD back @ filmo's, the one we watched is called la jette a film told entirely in still images... very beautiful, it was made in 1982 and inspired one of gilliam's films from the 90's... (i won't say which one, the DVD box told which one it was and it slightly spoiled the film for me)...

we also watched an ornette coleman film and a roland kirk/john cage film...

lovey to see the filmo...

i left there and cycled up to Wfloopy (shaman)'s for a game or three of chess and some great talk... he bringing out his dead... said he was glad to, most people snigger when you say you're a dead head... (as gillian welch was it seems)...

then today me & dinah went into the amazon only to find M & L of instant flight, it took a little time for all three of us to get on the same page, M knew from the off who i was, L remembered with the line oh... you're chet (baker) and it crystallised the night for me...

it was back when i used to play tiny gigs @ the effra in brixton, something i'd forgotten about, precursor to the vibe bar gig... M & L are going to meet moje later, a great old friend from that era, maybe 3... 4... 5? years ago...

wonderful to have bumped into them, somehow symbolic for my musical journey, reconnecting my current performance aspirations with that time and those performances...

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