WALKING WITH GHOSTS:
In a multi story carpark where Dad used to park the car
on family trips to 60’s London I saw an installation by
Richard Mosse, disturbingly soundtracked I enjoyed by
Ben Frost. Great venue for art & just up the same street
Tomato sailed it’s flagship in the 90’s.
The ghosts of our past lives wandered dazed in slow motion,
caught in the flickering light of the screens as I leaned
against the flaking concrete to watch and turn them into
lyrics.
Walked through friday night Soho whose revellers, subdued
by rain, crowded beneath awnings and branded umbrellas
smoking cigarettes with hangdog eyes & hunched shoulders.
All the bars knew my mark, the security guards nodded as
I passed, up Wardour Street, the Ship, turn right,
Oxford Street & the Tottenham Court Road Tube. These feet
could do it blind.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
What a trip & it was a trip
Hey Karl, Here’s a pretty song for you. I hope you’re having a fun weekend.
Love, Cari
oops. I pasted the wrong link. Here’s what I meant to share with you.
…and here’s the next song in the mix. It’s really beautiful too.
Turn right after you hit Oxford Street. Otherwise you’ll be confusing tourists Hyde.
Did you make that pavolova for my birthday? You are too kind 🙂