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uphill to primitive

by Simon Aulman

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if you have come here for something a bit lofi and basic then you might still be a lot shocked at how little some people are trying.

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Huge excitement here this morning - my producer and my studio engineer both knocked on the door to my padded soundproof chamber and unlocked the door and told me that today I have gained a new follower. I was immediately depressed, because I knew what was coming next. And yes - more knocking noises through the egg-boxes and the news that my new follower is now my latest unfollower. It's called "resilience" - this feeling of oh bugger it.

Even more disappointing than this morning's follower-unfollower routine was the latest bulletin from Bandcamp's Are You Famous Yet? department - I'd really thought that my previous album, Fishmongrel, was terrific, one of my best yet, a guarantee that I'd break through at last. But no. After some dodgy-dealing and buying back my own product to make me look good, the sad truth is that about one person bought the physical and zero people did the virtual or even played any of it long enough to take it out of the red zone.

I've heard the first track of Fishmongrel a million times and I think it's fantastic - right up there with the best moments of SPK's first album .... though dammit that of course is nothing to be proud of - making something in 2023 that sounds the same as something made about 40 years ago. But obviously I'm aiming at the youth market - people who weren't even born back in 1980. Instead I seem to be attracting an audience only of people who haven't been born at all. At least - not yet. Ah - posterity - that is when it will all make sense.

Oh I do hope it never makes sense. Too much sitting makes me gloomy. Every day for weeks I've walked - a couple of days ago I did my current favourite thing of walking to Calshot and back. I can't stop myself. What does it mean ? Everywhere else men are standing in pick-up bars and picking up beautiful women and releasing their juices with cries of oh this is what it is all for, this is the life, forty years forward, no god anymore, or sweating in the dark about hell and all that - but instead I'd rather walk to the real sea and cuddle up in among the warm pebbles and everyone says hello - in winter there aren't many, so it is more real and each person means more to me - it's good not to want to meet any of them ever again and not to be offended that none of them ever want more - the pandemic gave us a world where no one comes close and it feels like this cold soulless music isn't just an accident.

recorded today, photo Calshot Beach last Tuesday

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released November 30, 2023

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