I'm up early, and I'm listening to Nirvana. No, not that one, though I might give Nevermind a spin later. But the original Nirvana, the Baroque Pop London band from the original Psychedelic dawn. Chamber Pop of the simplest, most innocent and appealing sort. Like finding yourself on the carpet again. In front of Children's hour.
I'm listening to The Story Of Simon Simopath their debut album. It came out on Island Records in 1967. All innocent wonder and the sense that the world is turning from black and white to colour at last. That will do me. I'm ready for whatever the day has to throw at me .
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