Sunday, 31 January 2010

Input

Reading: Don't, Jenny Diski; about 50 pages of Germinal. I am enjoying the latter but only while I am reading it. When I am not reading it I tend to think of it as a boring ponderous novel and am disinclined to pick it up. When I do eventually pick it up I am reminded that it is brilliant and often enthralling. The obvious solution is to pick it up and read until I am finished so that is what I will do.

Listening: Arthur Russell; Talking Heads; Kid Creole & The Coconuts; Kenny Larkin; John Martyn.

Watching: Tennis. Also: Fantastic Mr Fox, which I saw at Forest Hill Hoyts, which is like a (barely) living ruin of the "golden" age of the multiplex. The stories that gack-patterned carpet could tell...

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