The Rook Be Singing Again

So I have talked before about the singing of the rook. (Singing Rook Post) And now I know that rooks sing in autumn not spring. Because here it is the same time of the year and the rook be singing again.

He/she be a groovy rook. Wherever it takes up a singing post it do let go with a gravel croak of syncopation and blues shuffle worthy of Tom Waits.

Groove, groove my blatant birdy.

The Old Man Truly Receiveth The Needle

Today this small package landed on The Old Man's doorstep. An extremely small package of Japanese constructed loveliness (though not in its own handcrafted wooden box!) ... that do be The Old Man's cartridge.

I do go downstairs after a while to see the new cartridge operating by the light of an anglepoise directed at the turntable.

The Old Man be almost weeping.
"I can hear Tom Waits' words." say he.