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Music. Noise. Spoken word. Land. Buy records: https://andyhopkinspoet.wordpress.com/books/. On Spotify, if that’s your thing. On Bandcamp.
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AI art can’t match one stamper and one thunk into a pad of ink.

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A little stamping session of some lathe cuts. Off centre, faint ‘jrr giving it the bootleg live touch.

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The Eyed Hawk. Teddy bear hawk more like.

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“This golden age of communication means everyone talks at the same time.”

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@ruthnewby.bsky.social Sorry to bother you; this isn’t what I keep thinking it is. Could you help ID?

submitted 5 days ago • 2 comments

Everyone’s pretending. We got to know the Beach Boys because they played the best of cassettes at primary school parties and you inherited records from your fathers in law and uncles.

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“Goddamn this master race that were born in./ Goddamn this howling wolf that we’re serving.”

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This is a wonderful thing. Probing, and questioning about the nature of Things Commemorated. An excellent antidote to twee and bathos.

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It occurs to me that suckers have authority.

submitted 11 days ago • 1 comment

Enjoying this, from Dublin Press.

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“ANOTHER DAY… ANOTHER DISASTER…”

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I realise you’re sleeping. I’ll play it quietly.

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The Gold Spot. The only moth that ever played guitar for a New Romantic band.

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The never-less-than-amazing Buff Tip. A moth come alive from a child’s scribble book

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Spends two years underground. Can’t eat. Smells of goat. Just in case you had a bad day.

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A (female) Ghost Moth: the inside of a filter cigarette pushed up out of a crayon.

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Looking forward to reading these tonight. @plentywenlock.bsky.social

submitted 14 days ago • 0 comments

Every so often I get the chance to post one of these out, which is always good.

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Bit of late night Richard Skelton.

submitted 16 days ago • 0 comments

Still surpasses most other things.

submitted 16 days ago • 1 comment

First one in the wildflowers this year.

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What evenings were made for.

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“…there was a ship…”

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Corn Cockle - open in the wildflowers in the last few hours.

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Sunday-once-in-a-while sort of record.

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3 of these fragile-looking things today - seemingly made of balsa wood and rizla paper: the Barred Straw.

submitted 19 days ago • 1 comment

Reunited with record player. I am full of joy.

submitted 20 days ago • 1 comment