BEATS OF LOVE
155. Steady Weather LP by Torn Sail
I'M SORT of mystified by the one policy obsessives. Through Christine's e-mail, I helped get my labour MP to actually vote against the Terminally Ill Adults (End of Life) Bill, but it still went through.
Now, hearing a whiff that the tories or reform will repeal it, she's now asked me to pressure them to a manifesto commitment. Like those two parties will ever comprehend human experience. Fuck politics, I'm still processing Ma's sudden death, whilst the missus attends a prearranged funeral, so I'm feeling out of sorts.
Thank God for a bit of sunburst and a timely reminder from Huw that he was hosting a listening party for Torn Sail's third album Steady Weather. Huw has unwittingly helped me cope with life because he should be much more popular. If he has the grace to persevere with not being, then I can persevere with the trials and tribulations of my life. I ponder the reasons for him not being and can only find the hazy intensity of the music and an uncompromising approach isn't hitting folk immediately. It says a lot about the modern music listener.
Nick Drake needed future listeners to become much more popular, and maybe Torn Sail does. Thankfully, Murray Scott is carrying on evangelizing where I left off and whilst the listening party was intimate, everyone seemed blown away. I was in the back garden and everything was swaying gently in perfect harmony with the mesmerizing guitars. Huw had conceived his three LPs as far back as 2019 and he made the third sound darker when discussing it, like a massive divergence. Thankfully, it's as warm and sunlit as it is, sprawling and epic. I won't badger on coz everyone knows I love this band, other than to say not a guitar strum is unnecessary.
I'm still sort of mystified by Torn Sail. Mystified why they aren't much more popular coz they're still amazing and fully comprehend human experience.
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