broadstairs by katharine eastman
Yes it is true and I know it is amazing and you will shake your head and go Oh Surely Not but yesterday I was in Broadstairs and what a great place it is and I think it is the only seaside-y place I've ever been to where it is totally right and comfortable and perfect when it is very busy - which of course it was yesterday, a Sunday, with perfect weather. It is a seaside place from your childhood, it is surely the place where e.g. Tony Hancock's The Punch & Judy Man was filmed - except it wasn't, that was partly Bognor Regis, which is actually just down the road from where I live and I needn't've gone to Kent after all.
But even though Broadstairs is in the wrong place it is still a brilliant place. Everything is named after Charles Dickens, because it was his favourite holiday spot. And being as I have only ever been on two holidays in my life, then this is definitely my second favourite holiday spot, and top favourite seaside holiday spot. (For newcomers to my wonderful world of music and rambling, my other holiday was in Newcastle, last year.)
Now that I am back from such a refreshing place you might think that my music would benefit, but this is the first thing I have done, I have literally just got off the bus (and been to a few charity shops and nipped into Asda) and if anything it proves that holidays aren't very beneficial to hard-nosed aloof extremist minimal technoists. Oh well. As you and I always say after every one of my albums - maybe it'll all make sense in a few hundred years.
I doubt Broadstairs will change after a few hundred years, and of course this music won't, and if you are listening to this in 2525 if man is still alive if woman can survive you'll pick your husband from the bottom of a long glass tube, but through eternal night, the twinkling of starlight, so very far away, maybe it's only yesterday - and it was. Broadstairs the music - no comment. Broadstairs the place - strongly recommended. And I also accidentally wandered over to where Oliver Postgate once lived, but I won't sing one of his songs.
recorded this evening, photo Broadstairs yesterday
