Monday, October 05, 2009

Echoes In A Shallow Bay



Dark in the mornings now, isn't it? And it's a drizzly-greasy one today, a slow drip drip drip.

Here's a perfect thing.

From Elizabeth via Robert Wyatt out of, somewhat incredibly, Chic.

Elizabeth Fraser - 'At Last I Am Free' (2003)

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11 comments:

  1. MondoOctober 05, 2009 11:59 am

    It's like Goldfrapp meet Zero 7 - have you tried GF's Seventh Tree perfect for autumn..

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  2. MondoOctober 05, 2009 12:42 pm

    It's Mrs M's birthday today - she'll love this..

    Got her this and this amongst the birthday bits

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  3. davyhOctober 05, 2009 12:51 pm

    It's gonna be a foldaroh-aye-ay kinda day there then, eh Mond? Many Happy Returns to Mrs M.

    Yes, I love the Goldfrapp record.

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  4. MondoOctober 05, 2009 5:20 pm

    Have a peep on this too - the Rex The Dog remix of Happiness

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  5. drewOctober 05, 2009 7:26 pm

    With all the wind during the weekend there are leaves all over the place up here. Nearly posted Autumn Leaves this morning but that would have been as obvious as posting SLF when going to Belfast.

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  6. drewOctober 05, 2009 7:26 pm

    Happy Birthday Mrs M bye the way

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  7. dickvandykeOctober 05, 2009 7:32 pm

    Well I'd have let you off Drew.

    Happy birthday Mrs M.
    Libra eh - like me.
    Well balanced ... chip on each shoulder!

    Hangover still, er, hanging over.
    Green round the gills and fractious of bowel.

    Early night and .. hey, into tomorrow!

    Word veri - crestst. (May rid me of the rabid badger breath).

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  8. davyhOctober 05, 2009 8:49 pm

    Never knowingly unobvious round here.

    Hush, hush whisper who dares,
    Dickie Van Dyke is saying his prayers     x

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  9. dickvandykeOctober 05, 2009 9:18 pm

    Nice conkers Davy.

    Oh, and what's all this about spiders not crossing the threshold if your conkers are thrust upon them?*

    * I may have been hallucinating with BBC News 24 at 0330 hrs when this non-story streamed into my subconsciousness. Arachnoids with conkerphobia!?

    And do you know why they're called 'horse chestnuts'? No, well I'll tell thee. The observation was that eating conkers cured horses of wind complaints.

    Strewth, I need to cut down.

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  10. drewOctober 05, 2009 10:07 pm

    Maybe i should have waited but after DVDs blessing i decided to post it anyway.

    Oh well at least I thought better of posting Ian McCulloch's version of September Song last month.

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  11. davyhOctober 05, 2009 10:09 pm

    Er...actually I quite like the sound of that.

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