Your garden still blooms

As Lord Bassington-Bassington and Lady Mju found themselves in those parts of Oslo, a return to the house of the mysterious Sufi master was suddenly on the books.

The roses are gone, but the garden still blooms, which of course led His Lordship in a leap (or waddle) of thought from Sufism to neofolk. Typical of absent-minded bassets, really.

Well, the sight of the blooming garden led Lord Bassington-Bassington to consider the sad fate of Forseti frontman Andreas Ritter, and to remember this beautiful tribute to him by German group Sonnentau.



And as His Lordship is also a bit of a (cough) record enthusiast, here is a picture of Forseti's Windzeit vinyl box set, perhaps the ultimate neofolk release and certainly Lord Bassington-Bassington's most expensive Discogs purchase.

(Pictures stolen from the Discogs Forseti page. Yes, morals are sorely lacking in Basset hounds).

Sorry for rambling, we promise the next post will be more coherent. Possibly.

Confessions of a Norwegian Record-Buyer

Apropos of a previous post...

Picture by comics genius Robert Crumb.

Dandy revolutionists?

Does dandyism have political implications? While Lord Bassington-Bassington certainly has political opinions, he likes to think that they have little relevance to how he dresses. Even if his taste for the classic might reveal a predilection towards conservatism. And sure, today people assume that if you dress a bit old-fashioned it's because you long for the days when the lord of the manor held sway, peasants knew their place and pheasants lived in fear.

An assumption as stupid as suspecting that all who wear jeans hanker back to the social order during the Wild West.

For men who take an interest in clothes come in all shapes, sizes and colours, from all walks of life and hold all sorts of political convictions. So while perusing an edition of The Communist Manifesto the other day, Lord Bassington-Bassington was pleased to find these comments on the connection between men's dress and revolution in A.J.P. Taylor's insightful introduction.

"None of them (Marx' early disciples) was a proletarian in the new Maxist sense; none, that is, was a factory worker. Their occupations provide striking examples of the class from whom revolutionaries are often drawn. Most of them were tailors - an occupation which gives a man much time for solitary revolutionary reflection and also perhaps an intimate distaste for the upper classes."

"In old England the village cobbler was always the radical and the Dissenter. After all, the lord of the manor had to have his boots made and mended, whatever the cobbler's political opinions."


So how better to celebrate these astute observations than to publish a picture of Russian Futurist poet Vladimir Mayakovsky? Lord Bassington-Bassington first saw this picture when still a puppy, on the back of an LP of Swedish punk and hardcore, and it's fair to say that it has exerted a certain influence on how His Lordship dresses.

A gentleman's armour

"No, no, really, I, uh, I don't think it went in too deep. The... advantages of layers of tweed. Better than kevlar." – Rupert Giles

Jännerwein live

Lord Bassington-Bassington would like to share this video of a very nice performance by Jännerwein.

Because there is something that's just so satisfying about following a project from its humble inception, seeing it mature and burst into full bloom.

Because this is one of those rare live events where the audience actually shuts up.

But mostly because Lord Bassington-Bassington, being the somewhat stupid and senile canine he is, keeps losing the link to this video. So by posting it here His Lordship would have no excuse to misplace it.

Chappist magick?

Lord Bassington-Bassington has recently become reacquainted with one of the heroes of his youth, namely intrepid young reporter Tintin. This has had several important effects on His Lordship's daily life (such as wearing breeks much more frequently) but also in delving into the lovely character of Professor Calculus, the ever perambulating, always pendulating eccentric.

Of course, it was Professor Calculus who introduced the young Lord Bassington-Bassington to pendulation. And lo and behold, His Lordship found this book in one of the book stashes from the Sufi Master's old library.

Time to try one's paw at it! But what to pendular with?

Bingo! With His Lordship's passion for pocket watches, pendulation shouldn't be a problem. We're sure that lots of fascinating Fortean finds will be unearthed in the near future.

Words of wisdom

(The dictator in question is, of course, none other than Roderick Spode. Thanks to Mrs. Boyle for the image.)