vitaminic by Simon Aulman

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Early days yet, but I'm not wildly enthusiastic about this one. But when am I ever ? Incredibly - it does happen. I quite liked that Stevie Smith album. And I liked those Songs Of The South Downs albums, and the others like it - me loving noise and random badly-played guitar ... who knew ? Certainly my friends think of me as a weedy pop music fan, as I sing along in music-playing cafes to any pop song made before about 1979 - the year when music peaked and then plummeted (Prefab Sprout excepted).

It would be brilliant if I could do great pop music. It would be brilliant if any of us could. Here are attempts to be beautiful. everything always is. How far it all falls short - it's another hot day and I just want to lie on the sofa and read. But it is already growing on me - it is okay - but maybe you need to be as drunk as I am right now - to be lost in that timeless emptiness, like Scott dying in the Antarctic, Mallory dying on the side of Everest - experiences that can be imagined but cannot ever be shared.
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(recorded this morning, photo southern England this month by Vanessa Oliver)
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