Exhausted; completely exhausted, and I don’t think I even know why. Had a thought over the past couple of days that I’d love to take a Teenage Engineering PO-33 K.O! on stage whilst telling stories. A bit of texture. A crackling announcement at the train station:
We are sorry to announce that the 15:42 service to London Victoria is running approximately 10 minutes late.
Something simple. Just enough to be interesting. Probably not even the right tool for the job, but somehow seems like one of the more romantic to take up on stage. I sort of like the constraint, or maybe I just want an excuse to get any Teenage Engineering toy.
There’s something romantic about British train stations to me, too. A light drizzle catching the light, collar pulled up against a breeze whistling through the platform, the click-clack of luggage wheels on stone slabs. Greetings, goodbyes and waiting.