44 pianos

Check it out:
http://www.jonathancrayford.com/html/44pianos.html
Oh yes. 44 pianists playing 44 pianos at the same time.
As one of the musicians, it was an awesome experience. Hella intimidating - there were some seriously talented people there. But after I got over being scared of these people I realised what a cool thing it was that I was there too. So that was nice.

Of course, some of what was played was a total mush - 44 musicians who are used to playing solo, all in their own little worlds, no communication = shite. But then some of the recordings sound really amazing. And who but Jonathon Crayford would have the imagination, skill and daring to put it together? That man is the man.

Up Holloway Road

I have a new lover, and he lives in a fairy tale street. A stone cats perches on a letter box, gaze fixed, as real ones slink around below. Strange things are nailed to the walls and fences, there are swings in gardens and colourful paint jobs. Each step takes you further away from the grimness of the city and in to what might be an old shanty town, with whorehouses and saloons and humble cottages. Or maybe not; it could just as easily be goblins sewing tiny shoes behind the rickety wooden doors and weatherboards. Or maybe just hippies.

You get the feeling that you could wander up this street right to the end and never come back, you could be sucked in to one of the houses or in to a cave and who knows what might await you... or you could just climb in to your lover's bed and stay in its hazy, warm confines forever and ever.