What are you listening to.................RIGHT NOW!!!

All Placebo, all Clearlake, and 'Draw The Line' by David Gray (which I have bought for about 5 others, who also love it!).

I've also had the theme tune from the movie of 'On the Buses' going round my head for days. Found it on Youtube today. I blame this lockdown (I hate you, Butler, etc.).
 
Just listened – for the millionth time – to “The Headmaster Ritual”. Always a tonic. I quite like what Moz has done solo, but nothing beats the Smiths for me. They sort of saved the 80s, as far as I was concerned. I remember I was living in Japan for the mid-eighties, thoroughly alienated by what was going on in that decade (politically, culturally, socially, you name it) surrounded by people who either swore by Madonna, or swore by Bruce Springsteen. Since I had very little time for either, I felt bereft, left shipwrecked on a raft drifting from the sixties and seventies. Musically speaking, that is. Then, virtually by accident, I heard Meat Is Murder, immediately bought it, and thought, “the decade is saved”.
But here's a conundrum. If that bass line – terrific, by the way – on The Headmaster Ritual isn't being played on a Rickenbacker, then my auntie's a Chinaman. Yet everything you can find about Andy Rourke says that he played a Fender Precision, or various other forms of Fender. Can any Smiths übergeek solve this one for me?
 
Sound of (semi silence). The main roads around me are all diverted as they are resurfacing the roundabout. So we have, a gentle distant roar, a mixture of far away traffic, the diesel engines of the roadwork machines, the fierce woosh of the tarmac machine. The accompanying warning beeps, sometimes multiple machines overlapping. Someone nearby's fire alarm giving out a soft chirp every 15 seconds, low battery warning, been like that for years. The warm breeze wooshing around in the trees. Occassional gusts causing the fences to creak. The gentles hubub of families in and out of their gardens. Listening carefully even my ears can still hear some high pitched songs from the birds. Although that could be tinnitus. And of course, my fucking neighbour arrives home to clout everyone verbally. WHERE'S MY WALLET?! As always, like everything else he says, it's said as though it's their fault. It's your wallet dumbarse. The old geezer from the family living two accross with the warm accent and perpetual hacking cough, out for another smoke, chatting away with his daughter and her kid. East European neighbour, accent is thick but it turns out he's asking someone to hold open the door for him. Everyone's gone again, apart from our geezer chirping away and his plastic paint buckets softly tonking into each other as he sorts them out.

Yep. That's as close to silence as I have heard around here in recent memory. Also, I really, really wish I'd bought a quieter keyboard.
 
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