mown by katharine eastman
This is the third in my series of very similar-sounding albums that probably actually all sound identical if you didn't make them yourself, which you didn't, and I did. I think that makes you the winner. But the main thing is that all three of my latest albums all have that "Aug 2025" stamp underneath them, there on the right, I can now relax for the rest of the month, the pressure is off. If the previous two albums tended to sound better when played very quietly, then this one definitely calls for being played loudly. So go on - your neighbours are all at work - open your windows and blast the neighbourhood.
Obviously this is all very silly because the elephant in the ointment is that I seem to have no followers again. The stats show that no one has visited this page/whatever for several days. Again, don't worry - yes most musicians would be discouraged by such a thing and would go off and do something they're more talented at. But I have no talent at/for anything, I am not a musician and I am too lazy to be anything else either. And also, just to keep my spirits up, I tell myself that everyone is using those Visible Panty Line things that hide what they're up to and in fact I am getting thousands of visits per day.
I will admit that there's no getting away from the fact that I am definitely getting zero sales per year - that's something that no amount of thongs can disguise. But then, when was the last time that I bought any music online ? Probably never. I think I shifted from buying stuff in record shops (1970s) to buying stuff at car boot sales (1980s, 1990s, 2000s) to getting a computer and getting everything for free on Pirate Bay and naughty music websites (2010s), to, now, not getting any music at all full-stop.
Never mind. I am fortunate in not having been born with the "discouragement" gene - nothing gets me down - I am so annoyingly cheerful and upbeat that people cannot stand my company and there is nothing for it but to be a stop-in, reading charity shop books, listening to charity shops CDs, watching charity shop DVDs, scuttling about in the very early mornings for very long walks, doing crosswords, watching the world outside go crazier and more miserable with every passing hour - honestly I wouldn't change a thing - let's all just keep on doing whatever we're doing - everything that everyone-else does just makes the world worse and worse, so let's rejoice that we have have no urge to do anything, no belief in "progress" (ha! - jeezus - how the fuck is THAT one going ?)
recorded yesterday, photo Stuckton last Friday
