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nightjrrs.bsky.social
@nightjrrs.bsky.social
Music. Noise. Words.

There are some records and some books: https://andyhopkinspoet.wordpress.com/books/. On Bandcamp.
I really like where the flow has taken you. Lots of drafts of ‘jrr stuff started at the mic, responding to the music. Not with the intention of writing The Thing. Stuff just comes out of you - usually better than the conscious stuff. The conscious mind is a good editor, but often a bit of a copyist.
November 11, 2025 at 10:22 PM
…by which I mean that it leans into repetition and that becomes a tool.
November 11, 2025 at 10:06 PM
It isn’t objectively awful. Just lose the shoes. Then it becomes like a line from Lou Reed’s New York.
November 11, 2025 at 10:06 PM
My grandmother was once showing me old family pictures - the kind where only one picture exists of someone, along with perhaps one anecdote. When I spotted a resemblance to someone she would say ‘There’s only one set of faces’. Gnomic. Possibly meaningless. But it stayed with me!
November 9, 2025 at 11:38 AM
Some quality ‘attitude’ being shown there!
November 9, 2025 at 11:09 AM
The shafts of lighting are quite something on the photo, too.
November 7, 2025 at 5:50 PM
Good crowd…
November 7, 2025 at 5:32 PM
Great album.
November 5, 2025 at 12:33 AM
Also, the “lukewarm tureen” sentence made me laugh out loud. Brilliant piece.
November 2, 2025 at 12:36 PM
I really like this. I really like the clarity of this point you make: “Without the hecklers, they have to fall back on actually saying their material and trying to defend it under patient questioning, which is much harder work, and they are no good at it.”
November 2, 2025 at 12:10 PM
Love the exchange sticker with its archaeological detail of the record’s progress/ownership.
October 18, 2025 at 9:01 AM