Sunday, January 28, 2018

I had a brief tidy up of bits and pieces preparatory to the usual spring clean and boy will it be needed! Lots of dust as I got out the small turntable and cleaned it up. A quick perusal of my vinyl collection and I now have Genesis 'Then there were Three' playing through the rather tinny speakers but enjoyable all the same. I was prompted after watching a blog by Beerbeard and I thought I will give some of my vinyl an airing. I had given a lot to the local charity shop after my mum had gifted me her old vinyl collection a couple of years ago. She prefers the ease of CD's and wanted the space back. She told me to keep the albums I liked and to give the rest to charity so most of the country music albums were duly passed on. I will give the three albums below a listen as I haven't heard them for some time.


I bought them during the seventies so they have a lot of personal history attached to them and I am loathe to let them go. When we were on our uppers many years ago I sold most of my CD's, some LP's, guitar, etc...to put food on the table but I hung onto some of the vinyl. It's odd reading about New Labour and the various groups screaming for his head but he raised the wages for NHS workers and I began to receive a decent wage. Shame he turned out to be a warmonger and in thrall to money...

Yesterdays entry and todays appears to be a reminiscence which I guess says much about my current state of mind. Excuse me whilst I turn the record over...
It was a comment a friend had made and I realised that nearly everywhere I have worked has been erased. Yellow Pages offices in Holloway gone, the old stone mother Friern Barnet Asylum gone and converted into luxury flats, Hill End Hospital gone and now a modern estate of small brick boxes. Many of the teams I worked for no longer exist and the buildings we occupied either gone or used for something completely different. All of my old schools have been removed and once my generation has gone it will be history only. I know it is the way of things and the impermanence of life but I do find it quite sad. Perhaps that explains why I want to be left to my own devices and leave it to the next generation to continue with the mess. I imagine a retired Roman soldier and bureaucrat having the same thoughts back in 418 AD as he looked at the world around him! Plus ├ža change so enough of this grumpiness. On to the Yes album and I will continue to enjoy this excellent fresh brew coffee.


TTFN.

5 Comments:

Blogger Scoakat said...

I saw that Adam Bomb is going to be at Yardbirds in Grimsby March 18. Can I crash on your couch? :)

I think he stays away from the states for some legal issue. I've been a fan of his since his first single in the early 80's, and I'm reading his second book now.

11:36 pm  
Blogger delcatto said...

I admit I had to look him up. Old school rocker and showman so it is likely to be an entertaining night. I might go if my leg holds up and I grab a chair by the bar!
WWE wrestler, musician and author. Talented guy.

11:02 pm  
Blogger Scoakat said...

The wrestler is a different person. And he was never big, so understandable not to know who he is. I do admire his perseverance (and your proximity to the gig)!

12:19 am  
Anonymous Blue Witch said...

Until quite recently, I often wondered why the members of my crafty groups were totally disinterested in local and national issues.

I guess they've just given up due to the utter futility of thinking that things can change.

Democracy? Why pretend it exisits when it clearly doesn't?

9:29 am  
Blogger delcatto said...

I think you've hit the nail on the head BW. I read some articles yesterday about CCG's closing NHS services and the corruption where people have power and influence in making these decisions but see no conflict of interests when they make a huge whack of money from it.

3:46 pm  

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