Historian Lorna Arnold describing the world’s second troubling nuclear reactor accident on October 10, 1957, on an isolated northwestern coastline of England:
He went straight to the pile area. Going to the charge hoist, he saw what Gausden and others had seen; part of the pile below the channels that were being discharged was a mass of flames.
This is a period of intoxicating visions for the nuclear pioneers. Windscale 1957 cautions them.
Ah, the joy of seeing one of your favourite authors, one of his best books, on the big screen! Check out this interview in The Australian. Even if the movie disappoints, as it mostly will, even if the actors threaten to poison the images in your head . . . Dennis Lehane has always been my model for a certain form of writing and I’ll ever read him and see the films. (Image from The Australian)
Here’s what my blackboard tells me to listen to today. Aren’t the names of this group and album just brilliant? Don’t they remind you of the poetry of the records that uplifted you way back when?
I can’t wait to lower the needle onto the turntable! (Woops, no turntable these days, I’ll just jab fingers at the iPhone.)
It’s one thing to listen, three days in a row, to a new album bursting with vitality and chops. It’s another to start with high hopes and then groan through three days of vapid electro-pop. “I See You” by The xx came with such industry hype . . . what a waste. That said, part of developing an inner library of musical appreciation is surely taking the bad with the good.