11 February 2010. Neighbor's light across dark yard, 4 am. All asleep...or not entirely so...
Sergei Krotkoff, playing for Marusia Georgevskaya. A Treasury of Russian Gypsy Songs, recorded by Monitor Records in 1961. Shall we call it a kind of hopefulness? The seamless presentation of an entire world, coherence and clarity of vinyl disk. Starts here, ends there... The last few swirls, an exit flourish...
A dormitory room at Reed--or maybe the stairwell--about that same time. Guitar. Upstairs, another world, also of Monitor Recordings--John Cushing, listening endlessly to Leadbelly, and Joel Cope, ordering the entire take-out Chinese meal... All of us, denizens together in a kind of madness, searching for the discipline of the poems of Homer (Wars of Troy notwithstanding)... Or Margaret Deansley, A History of the Medieval Church. Worn gray paper dust jacket over deep blue cloth, from Oxford--sense of measure, always...under English skies...
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