Cake

Beck's gooseberry upside-down cake, to be precise. Very nice with a dollop of Greek yoghurt - there's not a lot left now, I'm afraid...

I'm quite excited to have finally tracked down a digital copy of Roy Harper's long out of print live album 'In Between Every Line', which was the first Harper album I got on cassette as a callow youth back in the dim and distant 1980's (actually, it might have been 'Jugula' - I remember seeing footage of Roy and Jimmy Page on The Old Grey Whistle Test wandering round the Welsh countryside and playing acoustic guitar sat on a rock and feeling compelled to seek it out.) It certainly set the scene for a lot of Harper gig-going and accompanying misadventures round the country during my student days and beyond and it's still the best representation, I think, of what Roy's show was like through the 80's and 90's, despite the presence of Dave Gilmour and a full band on some tracks when generally you just got the man himself, the guitar and the bank of echo or delay or whatever the hell pedals they were that made all that cool noise. There's a good, succinct review on the Rocket Remnants blog:

"The passionate cries of Albion's residual voice screamed out in opposition to the Iron Lady's whim.

Mainly quiet times publicly for RH - highly unfashionable during those yuppie years - privately: enthused, energised, with plenty to moan about.

'Short and Sweet' in all its glory, as Roy intended (pop version emerged on Gilmour's first L.P.); 'Hangman' heavier than Anathema could ever Hope for or muster.

Solo and with others, a fine encapsulation of the alternative voice of Merry England.
O, for one of those days."