Obviously my last books post should have had ‘Cracked’ not ‘Carcked’ in the title. Fixed now, but visible forever in the URL.

The New York Times Connections is getting harder. Or I’m getting worse at it. That’s two Saturdays in a row I haven’t got any rows. I only do it at weekends, and not always then, but still.

What the hell is a ‘brad’? And ‘spike’? Come on. (I’d say more, but spoilers, you know.)

Wimbledon without line judges: do not appprove. Makes the court look weirdly empty; drains some of the drama; and puts people out of a job. Presumably not their actual occupation, their career, but still.

Bring back the line judges!

I see, the stand with multiple microphones has both a harmonica attached, and different quality mikes, like a lo-fi one to get that loudhailer effect. Even though there’s an actual loadhailer on the keyboards to one side.

Wait, Neil just has an ordinary stand with a single mike now. Was I hallucinating the great cluster of them a few minutes ago?

Well they may not be Crazy Horse, but they’re still pretty damn hot. And Neil himself is in incredible voice.

Just switched to the Glastonbury live feed. Why have Neil Young’s non-Crazy Horse band got such weird mike stands? And why has Neil himself got like fifteen mikes? Very strange.

This must be the latest I’ve set the hammock up since I got it in… oh, 2020?

Yes! The Book of Dust volume 3 is out in October!

The Rose Field: The Book of Dust Volume Three a book by Philip Pullman and Christopher Wormell.

Finally!

Ah, my Letterboxd post finally made it. Just a lag in the feed handling, I suppose.