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2010-11-24 - 10:15 a.m.

The bear pulled out the Unhalfbricking version of Who Knows Where the Time Goes, also the MG-TT version of Aint No Mountain High Enough. I set out at 11.40 am. I met Francis outside the Kazan in Wilton Rd - the restaurant where I went with James and Louise before they went abroad. We spent a couple of hours over lunch. Francis has to write the submission to DFID to scale up the Nigerian peacemaker's programme.

I caught the 38 to Cambridge Circus with the intention of going into that specialist music bookshop in Denmark St - only to discover it isn�t there. I retreated to Foyles' enormous philosophy section to find that they had Dr Z's book of essays on Speculative Realism for less than a tenner - I had to get it. Then it was back on the 38 to St George's - the Hawksmoor church where S Plath married E Hughes. I walked past the White Hart - the pub where we played so much bebop 1975-85 and then right to the Royal Opera House and the Youngs' pub on the corner. I was about 20 mins early but Rob was 10 mins early so I had hardly made any impression on Dr Z. As ever in that pub the time flew by and it was soon time to get on the train to Caf� Oto.

It was quite empty to start but gradually filled up. Tomek Choloniewski, the percussionist was extrememly good - he studied at the Krakow Academy but it didn�t blunt his ability to play free music. He started playing with Robert Piotrowicz who preceded his piece with a short talk about his commitment to open source software. He played laptop with self written Linux software controlled by a mixer. His stuff was more sound than music to my ears. Mikolaj Palosz played amplified cello - mostly so high that it sounded like a violin. There were tabletop electronics but I cant find the artist's name. The performance didn't finish to way past 11 and I ended up waiting for a bus at Hounslow West around 1 am in the cold.

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