kitchen gardening by katharine eastman

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My final album. Excluding my first album, which was a bit of an outlier (weren't they all ?), it's been a couple of months and 69 albums. I sometimes think it might have been better if it'd been a couple of albums in 69 months. But ultimately of course none of it matters. Things gave me some pleasure from time to time, and that's why I did it - and hopefully things gave you some pleasure from time to time, but even if they didn't it was all part of the rich fabric of life or however it is we're meant to view these minor disasters.
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Yes it is another dollop of my slow gentle piano music undergoing some subsequent treatment to make my delightful piano-playing sound even more interesting than normal, or than is necessary, or maybe not better at all - how would I know ? - you would need professional help to work that one out.

This one is gloopier than usual - and I think all the better for it. I like this one - I think it's one of my best albums so far. But you might disagree - you might find the gloopiness a bit off-putting - you might find yourself muttering "she's surely just struck the wrong note there" - but I've long ago decided that all the notes I play are the right notes, and it really is as simple as that.

Yes, in 2021 the occasional drifts into gloopiness might sound "wrong" - but I am thinking of the future, when ears will be more evolved to the strangeness here on offer, long after we are all dead, which is about the most pointless thing anyone can ever think of, but it's the only comfort I have.
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(recorded yesterday, photo a few days ago at The Pig in Brockenhurst)


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