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Six-Hundred and Twenty-Six - Journals, RF Langley.

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Six-Hundred and Twenty-Five - Pragmatism and Other Writings, William James.

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Six-Hundred and Twenty-Four - First Love and Other Novellas, Samual Beckett.

"The memory came faint and cold of the story I might have told, a story in the likeness of life, I mean without the courage to end or the strength to go on."

bellow, by Andrew Bentley 8 track album

Bellow.

I made some songs, but they are wrong.

Beware.

monstercave.bandcamp.com/album/bellow

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Six-Hundred and Twenty-three - The Course of the Heart, M. John Harrison.

"Then the light passed, the wind dropped and the train began to move again. The trees were dusty and birdlimed. All they had hidden was a housing estate, allotments, a light engineering plant."

Melters, by David B. Applegate 13 track album

NEW tracks from Me. immigrantbreastnest.bandcamp.com/album/melters - FM synth + sampled percussion vapor-groove to get your what on.

Globbits, by David B. Applegate & Andrew Bentley 6 track album

In which @andybley.bsky.social & I stare at the sun, encounter beings, and bring back surreal knowledge:

immigrantbreastnest.bandcamp.com/album/globbits

Stoppers Stoppers, by Various 4 track album

The NEST rabble, to which I am affiliated with, has just put out THIS fantastic glitchy thing - designed to put a stop to stopping altogether.

My hi-fi is currently melting down in a most lovely and wonderful way. I recommend having a listen.
---> immigrantbreastnest.bandcamp.com/album/stoppe...

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Six-Hundred and Twenty-One - The Son of Man, Jean-Baptiste Del Amo.

This is amazing writing. It hits on a basic, primal level. I don't care about the story. It's all about the feeling and I heartily recommend it as a bracing read to shake a little bit of your soul awake.

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Six-Hundred and Twenty - The End of the Poem, Paul Muldoon.
"... our only decent end is to let the poem have it way with us, just as the poet let it have its way with her or him."

Muldoon takes apart a great selection of poems and investigates loads of connections. A wild adventure!

It sounds like my hi-fi is being destroyed by eighties pop. Or, maybe it's the other way around ...

Anyway, it's a full stop. Or something. Fantastic stuff!

Kitchen Sync, by lcrp 9 track album

MORE MUSIQUES by ME.

I have a track on this compilation. The last track. Check it out if you have a spare moment.

lcrp.bandcamp.com/album/kitche...

There's a lot to like here; the dings and blips, the typewriter-like clicks, the constant bass drum rumble underneath and something that sounds like an out-of-tune guitar string. It's like a strange office scene with pixies tapping away on the back of lumbering elephants.

It's kind of ugly, but it sounds lovely.

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Six-Hundred and Nineteen - Seeing Further, Esther Kinsky.

" ... they said you only needed to climb on a pumpkin to be able to see all the way to Budapest. Imagine that, she said, shivering, just imagine it: You climbed on a pumpkin and up there you could see further, on and on and on."

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Six-Hundred and Eighteen - How to Research Like a Dog, Aaron Schuster.

"The possible is impossible. Reality is split from the inside. The world is not defined by the transcendence of another world, nor by the immanence of this world alone, but by a crack within this one-and-only world."

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Six-Hundred and Seventeen - Distance and Memory, Peter Davidson.

"The southern sky changed from overshadowed grey to cobalt half and hour ago ... But, as I write, light and time and summer are unstill, and the instant has passed into memory even as it is described."

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Six-HUndred and Sixteen - Paradise Lost, John Milton.

"Obedience to the law of God, impos'd
On penaltie of death, and suffering death,
The penaltie to thy transgression due,
And due to theirs which out of thine will grow:
So onely can high justice rest appaid."

Efforts of Affection, by Andrew Bentley 8 track album

NEW ALBUM, BY ME

Exploring emotive states from the anxious to the absurd, Andrew Bentley’s “Efforts of Affection” mixes avant-electronic noise & beats with all too human clarinet figures.

- David B. Applegate for Immigrant Breast Nest

immigrantbreastnest.bandcamp.com/album/effort...

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Six-Hundred and Fifteen - London Orbital, Iain Sinclair.

"... the idealised borough. Without crime and drugs and craziness. Without sound or smell. Drills or dogs. The secret city in which a couple will sit smiling on a sofa: for ever. In which there is no weather, just drawings of weather."

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Six-Hundred and Fourteen - Beckett's Dying Words, Christopher Ricks.

"one can't go on one can't stop put a stop"

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Six-Hundred and Thirteen - Maiden Voyage, Denton Welch.

"Sitting upstairs on the bus I felt light, as if I were hollow and empty. Something inside was churning in me too, like a sea-sickness."

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Six-Hundred and Twelve - Los, A Chapter - Helene Cixous.

"... I'm sure I hadn't feared for him, I now realise that I thought of him as immortal, someone I had no fear of losing ..."

Reflections on love and loss. Fragile threads form a delicate web. Human and heartbreaking.

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Six-Hundred and Eleven - The World of Yesterday, Stefan Zweig.

"War was here again, a war more terrible and far-reaching than any conflict had ever been on earth before."

How quickly things can fall apart.

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Six-Hundred and Ten - Omnibus, B.S. Johnson

"Yes, yes, all those loves and wished for loves, I need never think of you again ... you will never enter my thoughts again in the same way ... I am glad to be rid of you."

Three novels by the great B.S. Johnson. Basically, amazing.

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SIX-HUNDRED AND Nine - Roland Barthes, Roland Barthes
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"What right does my present have to speak of my past? Has my present some advantage over my past?"

Roland Barthes writes about himself. Or, often, the impossibility of writing about himself.

The outer ruckus, by David B. Applegate & Andrew Bentley from the album Slowly Melting Star

immigrantbreastnest.bandcamp.com/track/the-ou...

Me n' @andybley.bsky.social shred on this post-rock bash-out.

I Will Come Back, by rew 7 track album

NEW MUSIC by ME.

A weird mix of clarinet, synths, vocals and tape recordings.

Please listen if you have a spare moment in yr busy day. Pass it on if you like it.

monstercave.bandcamp.com/album/i-will...

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Six-Hundred and Eight - Mansfield Park, Jane Austen.

"" We shall probably see much to wish altered in her, and must prepare ourselves for gross ignorance, some meanness of opinions, and very distressing vulgarity of manner ...""

Austen again. Fantastic and funny as usual.

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Six-Hundred and Seven - Valis, Philip K. Dick.

"I am, by profession, a science fiction writer. I deal in fantasies. My life is a fantasy."

Fantasies have a lot to answer for. This is a rollicking and very entertaining bok.