All moanday, tearsday, wailsday, thumpsday, frightday, shatterday...

[Saturday 3rd November 2018]


Tough day following on from an equally challenging Friday. Sparsely littering the darkness have been little sparkling gems of joy and, perhaps, the merest hint of  sprouting possibility. The new Suede album, 'The Blue Hour', from which this track comes, is proving to be some kind of reflection of life currently. Even if it wasn't, it is one of the most coherent albums I've heard in a long time. It's an album that begs to be listened to in one sitting and, so far, is a strong contender for my album of 2018, and there have been some good ones, but unless my memory deceives me - maybe with the exception of The Internet's album 'Hive Mind' - not much else comes close.


[The title quote is from Book I Episode 2 page 301 of 'Finnegans Wake' by James Joyce]

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