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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Friday, February 06, 2009
    Songs the (Time-) Lord may have taught us
    A blog silence not due to inclement weather, but to my being away writing an essay. Sorry, I know, I might have told you. A decade or so in gestation (since my mind was first blown by reading Lights Out for the Territory), and three days in completion: my first Iain Sinclair essay. To celebrate finishing it (that, and Sunday's sermon too) I laid down to rest this afternoon, iPod at my ears.

    Somehow, though I dearly wanted to, it just didn't seem right here in William Gladstone's great library, to be listening to Songs the Lord Taught Us. The maven of garage madness Lux Interior has gone to meet his maker and I shall have to wait to mark his passing by replaying his psychobilly masterpiece very loudly some other place very soon.

    I settled instead on the latest offering of spectral electronics from Belbury Poly, From an Ancient Star. Perfect really, my head still full of Sinclair's psychogeographical speculative London ley-line mysticism, to have this complementary aural treat. In their own way Belbury Poly do just what he does: conjure ghosts to life, very English-sounding ghosts, eccentric and obscure, as much Clangers as Crowley, equal parts Delia Derbyshire and Arthur Machen. Like staring at Test Card F so long that the characters start moving, it can't be good for me. And it is.