John & Yoko.

The power's just gone out.
The laptop battery lasts only minutes (and the laptop doesn't even close anymore thanks to me and my erratic leaping. fuck.)...
Okay,
so i'm off up north again,
for five days with sam and the family of animals. when i'm up north i tend to think a lot about people who aren't around anymore and how i still am around, and the meaning of life. sam's mother has this amazing record collection but of course many of those legends she revered when she was young died fast and lived faster, it's sad.
every record i pick up i end up thinking about that person, and then a whole bunch of dead musicians drift in my consciousness and i find it hard to shake them..
and what with the ex tenant hanging himself, it's a lot of hyper-awareness of trying to live in the now. it's a holiday.
I found this photo ages ago, just never put it up anywhere for various reasons (it's a brilliant photo taken by Ringo as it happens, dunno why i didn't..), but i'm going up north again and these two were what i was thinking about last time i went up so ..
AND THEN,
my friend Jess had put up these photographs of when Paul & Linda met for the first time, and i thought it was a really beautiful thing because in these photos they're at a party and Linda has her little camera and Paul is SMOKING A CIGARETTE and they're both wearing these striped jackets and i thought to myself that's really cute cos at some point in the conversation one of them would have probably mentioned that to the other one and then they would have had this feeling something pretty special was going on..
So i'm getting ready to up north and feeling lazy, so if you care about what i think about John & Yoko, go here,
otherwise don't worry, but
what i really wanted to show you was this.
now don't you think that looks just like the shot above?
i do.
of course i wish a better fate for my friends than the one shared by john and yoko.