boww0wbokawkber by Simon Aulman

a tiny collection of yesterday's disasters that this morning suddenly has turned into my favourite thing for ages - the first track is misleading, it's the only thing that sounds like I might have a shot at one day becoming a proper muso - the rest sounds like the stuff a deaf man makes at random in 40 seconds and then discards, but I do love it all, especially the final track, which I wish I'd made longer/forever, except I would've left "everyone" behind, except I don't know why I pussyfoot around around because I already have, except isn't that that what what I'm always trying to do to today today what a day, except except except except

recorded yesterday, photo London last week