30Aug, Tuesday: 6-8pm, after yesterdays post, the usual refs, MAE’s, sirens, No.18’s busy.
804pm "We travel the backroads of America”, click left ear, very standard ref-type.
815pm, am-dram cough, then a long nose blowing, to putting-out rubbish – always something here, often a siren, eyes-on demo & msg’ful. The eyes-on demos popular.
1156pm, “maybe he was murdered”, right upper temple neuralgic sustained. BBC4, Cruikshank Dan on King Tut, which
Updated 09-01-2016 at 04:18 PM by Michael Barwell
18, tattoos, fuck your mother
Fri26Aug; No.18 knock from-, to American Pickers, an old Minnie Mouse in “Go-Go boots”. A siren, 2seconds later. Something of a theme there.
2:48pm, sharp, sustained neuralgic to a load of Hollywood cars on the prog.
Refs whilst checking the mail these days – ‘To Whom it May Concern’ stuff, ‘Jack Gallants’ wetdream.
7:32pm, Chan4News, “I think they’ve done what they set-out to do”, left leg inside upper thigh
That thing about stepping shiteworld into realworld with the dream choreography false memories – I’m so thick.. Of the dc on buildings town that I mentioned in lastpost 'Handy Sauce2', in a pub, rolling a doob with grass from the tabletop, that tactile nature added to dc’s a few times recently – I’d been talking about going into a pub in Amsterdam & asking if it was ok to smoke, the barman being firm in “Nope” – that’s exactly what the dc was.
Updated 08-24-2016 at 03:11 PM by Michael Barwell
22Aug2016, dream choreographies 2x; an adventure in buildings town, that late night pub crawl solo vibe, strolls into a small bar, ppl I papparently know, sits at the table, twists a toke – grass bits on the tabletop, picks ‘em up to crumble, a very tactile sense of the hard seeds. Interesting gig this, focusing in large part on that tactile sense. I’ve had 3-4 of these, the first was a dc on a timber pub/building, the mezzanine swing and the flooding; my fingers snagged on timber spelks,