Tuesday, July 21, 2009

auditors and auditties

big star trip thru kansas?

poul•tice |ˌpəʊltɪs|
a soft, moist mass of material, typically of plant material or flour, applied to the body to relieve soreness and inflammation and kept in place with a cloth.

verb [ trans. ]
apply a poultice to : he poulticed the wound.

ORIGIN late Middle English : from Latin pultes (plural), from puls, pult- ‘porridge, pap’.

If anyone were ever bothered to perform an audit of my day to day listening vices, doubtless he or she would find my returns very odd indeed. Much of my regular listening fare is banal in the extreme. File under furtive.

I am not merely waxing bubblegum.

I am talking unadulterated, diuretic pish. The sort of thing which leaves a watery stain at one's crotch.

In fact, I have so much of this litmus neutral crap it is positively unhealthy. I do not possess an iPod, per se, but my MP3 vaults are so inundated as to be diluted of any essence of credible vitality.

There. Let it be on record; laid bare like a warped slab of vinyl under a blunted stylus.

These are the kind of sounds I seek solace in the wee small hours of the morning, or whenever the wine rack runs on full flow. From White Plains to Sinatra, there it can be unearthed and called upon like a healing poultice. Maudlin; wheedling; toothless and draining.

Setting out on the road with a wet nurse
or two and glimpsing Dorothy's discarded shoe in the undergrowth.
picture sleeve, 1977 Island reissue,
b/w "Beautiful People".

KIM FOWLEY: THE TRIP from "The Trip b/w Big Sur" 45 (Corby) 1966 (US)

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