Tapestry

It was lovely to watch Carol King on Jools Holland last night, and then to listen to her being interviewed on Woman's Hour today. Unlike some stars with much less talent she takes the trouble to genuinely respond to the questions she is being posed, and is also humble and prepared to give due credit to those who have worked with her over many years.

My own copy of the Tapestry album has been worn smooth with too many plays in cold, damp bedsits, but for some reason I found it lovely to learn from this interview that the cat that has sat on the cover of my battered copy all these years was actually was called Telemachus after Ulysses' father.

King herself has hardly changed, she still has that gorgeous,thick curly hair that I used to so covet as a young woman. The album is being re released after thirty odd years, but a cd or mp3 download will never be able to replace the feel or the memories of old beat up vinyl.

Good old Carol and good old New York, which has incubated such incredible music over the years.

(I'm also pleased to say that I've got a wee photo poem here on the wonderful multi media magazine MungBeing. There lots of great stuff on the magazine so please have a good look around on it.)