Detail from a painting by JMN.
I’ve been introduced by a friend to two good bands.
One is the Wave Pictures from Wymeswold, England near Loughborough in Leicestershire. For persons unfamiliar with Anglo-Celtic phonetic toponymy, Wymeswold is pronounced Maudlin, Loughborough is pronounced Chumley, and Leicestershire is pronounced Leicestershire.
I’m kidding.
The other is the Sleaford Mods from Nottingham. A Wiki-dip says the Mods are known for their abrasive, minimalist musical style and embittered explorations of austerity-era Britain, culture, and working class life, delivered in [Jason] Williamson’s thick East
Midlands accent. That works for me. I can’t get enough of accents, and I’m serious.
The appeal for me of these two bands is that they make music that doesn’t sound like it’s been heard before. They stretch me in a good way.
Music is on my mind. Frets are the slivers of metal on a guitar’s neck. Fretwork is how to finger notes on the slivers and grip chords on the neck. I’m afraid I’ll have more to say on this subject.
For now I’m enjoying the bands.
(c) 2019 JMN.
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The Staff of Life. And Caviar.
[Photo by JMN — Reus, Catalonia]
From a piece a while back in the NYTimes on how to make good caviar sandwiches. I’ve lost the reference, but I saved the above quote because I want to try this Pepperidge Farm bread, though in general I favor whole wheat bread. I’ve tried baking my own bread, but it’s too much trouble. So I’m on the lookout for commercial brands that aren’t lurkingly sweet. I’ve just returned from a lengthy stay in Spain, and can never figure out why excellent, fresh-baked bread is so available there and not here. I doubt, by the way, that I’ll ever make a caviar sandwich. I’d rather eat it straight out of the jar.
(c) 2019 JMN.