Six Stone Manga
It is possible that there are nicer places to sit and have lunch outside in the summer on Planet Marylebone other than Anacapri. It is possible but I doubt it. I was passing a few nights past and saw Mr. S having a most appealing plate of breaded chicken breast with rice and fresh vegetables. In an Italian restaurant. They are nothing if not flexible and welcoming to the nth degree.
‘Six Months, Three Days’ was a book that I read some while back and then life happened, with more things and items of cultural boon and I forgot all about Charlie Jane Anders’ beautiful, poignant short story. Let us rectify that forthwith. There is a man who can see the future. There is a woman who can see many possible futures. They date and it’s ever as funny, heartbreaking and life affirming as you might imagine. It is as much an ill-advised relationship as an unavoidable one and a thoughtful rumination on our inability to choose the ones we love. Apparently the Kindle edition has thirty-three pages. I devoured it in a single sitting on my phone, so I’m not sure how that translates but it is eminently readable and has the utmost respect for your time. The cat has never been someone who buys into the ancient myth that boys don’t cry. Cats certainly do sometimes and I may have ticked off number three on the list of ‘You’re Not A Real Londoner Until’ when I had a moment on the tube upon turning/swiping that final page. Interesting fact, psychic tears - those shed while under the influence of emotions - release a natural painkiller in the body. Now you know.
This arrived thismorning by way of The Frenchman and I’m gone with the wind. The 50th Anniversary UK Edition of The Rolling Stones 1969 LP [commonly referred to as Big Hits Vol.2] contains not 1, 2 or 3 but four top ten hitters and no less than two number one singles. Consider that, for a moment. It lives in an octagonal jacket, complete with a die-cut back sleeve showcasing the colour-coded stereo inner sleeve. Someone designed that. It’s also got that rad Decca logo that everyone sensible is quite rightfully obsessed with and it’s one of seven thousand, which sounds like a big number but probably isn’t when you consider that there are X million Stones fans out there who would go full-on ‘The Perfection’ with a meat cleaver just to get their one remaining mitt on a copy. There is a quote from Brian Jones on the inside gate that pulls at the heart harp. Finally, just in case you haven’t noticed, it’s pressed to 180g, transparent orange vinyl. ‘Street Fighting Man’ all day. All. Day.
The Manga exhibition at the British Museum kicked off last week and it looks extremely like it could be everybody’s thing. It’s the largest exhibition of manga ever to take place outside of Japan, tracking from the intro as a visual narrative form that rules the world, to some super deep cuts, exploring its global appeal and cultural crossover; how the art form entertains, inspires and challenges. The British Museum is a veritable artefact in and of itself and their layouts are ever of interest. Should you not be able to make it down before August 26th then there’s always…disappointment? I shall confess that it never really used to be for me but when The Angelic One explained to me that she was super into the manga, I realised that the same may also now be true for my personal self.
JD - TACOCAT