Blur: This Very Wet, Rainy Town

An ice cream cone is held aloft; a torch still carried for Hong Kong.

Skipping the street grid of the television’s guide, I chance upon New World Towers; a last year’s film about the band, Blur, and the making of The Magic Whip album. Perversely and reassuringly I like how I simply often miss things. It makes them more special when they’re found – instills in me a trust in the mind as a healthy radar (Koestler?). The film is a story of discovery and self-discovery in Hong Kong; of creative partnerships and lasting collaborations. And fate. As a bonus, there’s a characteristically low-key cameo by producer-genius, Stephen Street.

Other streets I recognise also. From these many thousand miles and thousand years I feel comforted by a familiarity in the Hong Kong steps, the steep alleyways. That rain.

Within 24 hours I have the album in my hands; loaded and playing over the barking of the last-of-the-holidays neighbourhood. It’s a beautiful, easy collection of songs with an understated-ness, maturity, I find inspires me more than music has in a long time.

I’m on a ghost ship drowning my heart in Hong Kong.

About Stevie Mitchell

I come from a long line of cartoons and beer. I was once peed on by a tiger. Hoping the resultant super-powers are yet to come, cos if these are they, then, grrrr....
This entry was posted in Hong Kong, Music and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.