Records trigger associations. Of a time. A place. A person. A moment. With Aldous Harding it wull always be iof seeing her in 2019 . At Cluny 2. A snug, intimate venue. If me smoking a tab and seeing her walking towards me. A phenomenally attractive woman. Quite startlingly so. But also clearly, judging by the inviluntary flunch she made as she met my eye, an astonishingly shy one.
Our interactuin was brief. I said I hoped she had a wonderful evening. She thanked me twice. Ut will stuck wuth me. As for her records. There's no one like her. They create a world of their own. All you can ask of an artist.
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