Thank You Wilko!
I know this is not directly to do with our crafts but this blog would be somewhat tedious if all I went on about was the items we make.You, the reader, no doubt, want to know about the people behind the the jewellery and pewter work that you buy, that is, us, Phil and Sharon, the real live human beings! What books do we read? What do we think about what's going on in the world? What music do we like?
Music [Phil talking here] I like a very broad spectrum of genres. Each as its place. I like some elegant classical music for when I'm doing routine tasks, Beethoven or Bach perhaps. I like intense rhythmic music for when I'm drawing. Recently I've been listening to Aguas Da Amazonia by Philip Glass and Uakti...great stuff
And for when I drive home, chugging up the A1 on Sundays, tired, and feeling a bit ragged 'Stupidity' by Doctor Feelgood featuring the raw energy of Wilko's guitar! I love it!
Here's my Facebook post:
Stupidity.
... keeps me going on Sunday evenings when I drive back from Cambridge.
It's the end of my working week and, being tired, ageing, and chronically bewildered about what's what, I start to fade and get tunnel vision ...and get melancholy... and get the sense of time fragmenting.
This latter happens between Stamford & Grantham [I'm convinced there's some kind of wrinkle in the space/time continuum around there...I've checked this out with other people- they've felt the same- I reckon it's to do with the proximity of Isaac Newton's birthplace ].
So what do I do about this concatenation [using that word because it is such delicious word like 'gusset' or 'generalissimo' or 'primogeniture'] ....this concatenation of dangerous conditions? What do I do?
I play my CD 'Stupidity' by the ineffable Dr.F. It jolts me back into my driving seat, wakes me up and makes me grin. It helps me survive the last stretch of my arduous week so that I can get home to my little haven of real ale and traditional English pub banter, The Wheel Inn at Branston.
I find the insults I endure as I walk through the door so reassuring! And, like I always say, you know where you are with insults, but you can never be sure about compliments. So thank you tonight to Lol, Nick, Simon, Sharon and one or two others...
... and thank you to Lee and the various Johns that did 'Stupidity' some forty years ago. Particularly enjoy Wilko's guitar solo on 'I'm a Hog for You baby'...and there's some pretty good bass from Sparko not to mention the invisible antics of Lee hinted at by the roars, whistlings and applause of the audience...
...great stuff and there I am, decades on, using the album to fight fatigue on the A1 and delighting in the sheer energy I pick up from those times as I glance in the rear view mirror...
