I managed to make it through the seminar I had to give today, and I think I did well. I still need to work on speaking slowly and clearly, but I think the content came across well enough anyway. Here’s a link to the slide show, if you’re interested in a bulleted version of my talk (apologies to Flickr randoms I borrowed, and Google Docs seems to have mangled my PowerPoint slightly).
The ride home today was serene. On the train in West London, passing through trees changing color and football pitches waiting for players, it seemed there was nothing better or more peaceful than a sunny, autumn afternoon, when the sunlight shines strong at low angles to the Earth, lighting everything with an ethereal glow, and there’s a chill in the air and Midlake in my headphones. The Midlake is key.
I feel like I may have posted this before, but it’s worth the possible repost. Check out the Black Cab Sessions, a series of indy performances all done inside old London cabs. For an English outfit, Texan musicians seem to be represented fairly well: Daniel Johnston, Spoon, St. Vincent, Okkervil River, and I guess we can count Bill Callahan too, since he recently moved to Austin.