Fiction
Today I was hanging out with ghosts watching ghost football in a stadium overgrown, whose greenkeeper has probably not been seen since ’67. Ghost pies, ghost Bovril, ghost match. Back of the spectre net.
Non-fiction
Today (after I was done with the ghosts) I heard Olivier Alary’s wonderful Fiction / Non-Fiction. I have no idea how I found it, or indeed who Olivier Alary is, but this was the record my ears needed. Lately I’ve been listening to bits of Trance Frendz by Ólafur Arnalds and Nils Frahm as well as Brian Eno’s otherworldly Reflection, maybe they primed the brain for this. Listening to it is like stepping into a dream. No point in looking for meaning here or using adjectives or finding comparisons. This will be on the 2017 list for real. Lifer? Too soon to tell.
More here: 130701.com/release/fiction-non-fiction/