One of my mum’s last wishes was that she wasn’t remembered for the way that the cancer had brutalised her. So today, four years gone, I choose to remember: 1) she was accepted into the Royal Ballet 2) she saw The Beatles, twice 3) she loved Higher State of Consciousness by Josh Wink
I have finished the new Partridge and it is, of course, exemplary. But I think for the first time, the pathos has superseded the big laughs. He just seems really lonely. An aching life long loneliness that is at the very core of everything he is and has ever been
I genuinely think about those other band members quite often. I couldn’t hum a single tune and can only name one but, well, fuck. It’s a *lot* to deal with
Happy 55th birthday to Atom Heart Mother. The grandfather of my children played trombone with the band at this time. His contribution is not remembered kindly.
“Righteous and exhaustive account of one of the biggest bands of all time. If oral histories are generally more about sculpting than writing, then PINK FLOYD SHINE ON is the Michelangelo’s David of the genre ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️” Record Collector
