lost and found

i'm feeling in a blog mood still which would be a much easier thing to feel if this darn wireless keyboard was behaving itself. you need to bash the buttons; truly an old-world clunky typewriter feel. anyway i thought i would draw your attention again to lost and found, from where the recordings on my homepage origninate and where i am headed tomorrow. it's funny how being in one city for a certain length of time makes you feel like there is nothing more to know, or no-one else you would like to meet where you are, and all the interesting and hiphophappening people and things are much further away. i belive that i had closed my ears, probably in the way i had done to dublin before i left. but in the last year along come these folks and they truly put on a good show. and one of the best audiences i have had the pleasure to hop around for. and they introduced me to ms. charlot webster, who shares my dark obsession with cd packaging. it is comforting to me that i am not alone in this. honestly. i'll sign off now with something vaguely romantic like my cat needs fed, but i don't have a cat. the sun is right in the room today and it's saturday morning so it's my favourite bit of the week. our flat is on the second floor, above another flat and then an archway of sorts. the sun comes right in and it looks like the light is on, and everything gets a mid-air sort of feel. i think this place is the closest i will ever get to a castle keep and a moat. cuz that's what we all want, right?