So, I was in London t'other day, which was brilliant. Again I am reminded of the massive part sunshine plays in life, and therefore, in music. At 31 degrees centigrade, suddenly reggae and samba make sense. I'm not sure if they truly do at 2 degrees looking out onto a windswept bleak day in Edinburgh so much.
Anyway. I had timed my run to London to perfection, arriving literally minutes prior to Andy BHT(Big Hair Thompson)'s band, fuzzystar & the malfunctioning androids, starting up, not bad from a range of 400-odd miles. It was very enjoyable, always interesting to see how solo acoustic songs sound as band songs. When you've a sideman of the quality of Andrew MH (Medium Hair) Thompson's quality, it's never going to sound bad.
Something else I've been contemplating though, is nothing other than the cold-blooded elimination of a personal part of my life. What I am talking about, is nothing other than punting all of my vinyl and CD's, hopefully after digitising them first in some form. It doesn't seem right; some of these records have been around longer than my oldest friends. They are inextricably intertwined with some of my formative experiences.
Why then, do this heinous act? For the grubby prosaic reality of saving space, ladies and gents of the jury, having recently moved to a place where there is a fair bit less of that. And also, some of that stock of music I haven't exactly been listening to on a regular basis. But, still.
So, any advice on what digital route to take???