Category Archives: glass cage

A passing low

Diana Stones Songs, glass cage, history, Musings

In the doldrums’ again. Floating towards the sargasso weed slowly getting stuck.
My moods unaccountably low this week, tired and irritable. Somewhat depressed, and it’s a struggle to get out of bed. I am using all the normal tricks of the trade, but mentally is been a hard week. Or is it just ennui? Talking of which here is a track called “Ennui 11” 🙂
Which implies the existence of ennui 1 to 10.

And it is still raining here.

Welcome to:

Ferenginar the capital planet of the Ferengi Alliance, best known for having nearly constant, planet-wide torrential rains, rotting vegetation, and rivers of muck. Due to the near-constant levels of torrential rain, the buildings are kept under domes, which help keep the resident Ferengi dry.

OK it’s not that bad here yet to be fair.

I feel like I have achieved very little this week over all. I have felt tired and slightly unwell for most of it though. Maybe tomorrow and all that?

One Step Forward Two Steps Backward Means All Work And No Play

Delta Ladies, Diana Stones Songs, Elephant Shelf, glass cage, music, Musings, other

Existential angst mostly. That’s what’s on my mind.

Labour and Conservative, what is the difference. Slightly less xenophobia?
Also the simplistic “working people” trope and still no proper “social housing” as in old school council houses due to misplaced ideology plus a few 100 other things….
So most people think it is one bunch of suits swapped for another (that’s actually what I think too).

The real ideological problem is in my opinion this: Clinging on to the old school notions that everyone wants the equivalent of a “middle class” lifestyle and sharing that view is in part the problem, Up north there are a lot of people who don’t share those views and are frankly often ill educated with a very narrow minded and naive view of the world. They are the ones and their descendants that Thatcher wrote off. They are the ones that supported Brexit, and some of them were rioting, possibly in part because that nice Mr Khan that owns the local 7-11 has a 3 year old Mercedes and they don’t… There needs to be a massive cultural shift. The arts need to be opened up to everyone. It will taken generations to fix. Not all old school socialist ideas were daft. Yes we need a strong economy and a skilled workforce, but also we need poetic road sweepers and homes for those that can work but will never be even hedge hoppers let along high flyers. Aspiration is fine but all the perspiration and grafting in the world won’t get you there if its not in the stars for you.

On a different subject I do YouGov polls. they did one today about “How Woke Are You”.
daft really, but the comments were interesting. A lot of guff about “woke” erasing british culture… I am so woke to the point that gammons are at risk of spontaneous combustion if I am within 3 meters of them.

And I just saw this from another occasional musical co-conspirator: “Statement from Ealing Blues Festival Founder Bob Salmons (aka musician Robert Hokum) as he bids farewell to the event he started in 1987 and where he remained Artistic Director, until 2024. “Well it’s not so much ‘Elvis has left the building’ as ‘Bob is leaving the park’ as I have joined the likes of Stephen Hawking and Rob Burrow in having Motor Neurone Disease and thus have to say ‘goodbye’ to the event that I have brought to Ealing’s Walpole Park since 1987.”

Blimey….

That was a shock.

Here are a few of my Tunes

  • False Prophet
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    False Prophet by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • In To The Dark
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    In To The Dark by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Third World Intervention
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Third World Intervention by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Hard Walk Into Sunlight
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Hard Walk Into Sunlight by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Ennui 11
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Ennui 11 by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Locked Down Even Now
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    A mellow song for a rainy day.
  • Before You Leave Me
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    A sad violin instrumental about loss.
  • Who Are You Now
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Who Are You Now by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • You Cant Help Me Now
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    You Cant Help Me Now by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Can You Help Me Please
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Can You Help Me Please by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Wanna Be Your Special Friend
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Wanna Be Your Special Friend by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Just Do It My Way OK
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Just Do It My Way OK by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Be All You Want To Be
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Be All You Want To Be by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Whoops 1972 Again
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Retro 1970s style prog rock instrumental
  • What Is It That You Need
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    What Is It That You Need by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Piano Untitled No 2 In Cm
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Piano Untitled No 2 In Cm by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Just Another Sunday
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Just Another Sunday by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Troll Me Susie
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Troll Me Susie by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Summer Doodle
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Summer Doodle by Diana Stones Glasscage
  • Let Me Hang The Flags Out
    by Diana Stones Glasscage
    Let Me Hang The Flags Out by Diana Stones Glasscage

The Thin Veneer Is Starting To Crack

Delta Ladies, Diana Stones Songs, glass cage, Musings, whatever

My mental health is playing up and pushing me off balance slightly again. Whoops.
A bit of a polish and buff up wont cover it this time. Ho hum. But we do what we can whilst we can. Or at least we try. At times I do think should I consider going back on to medications again, but I don’t think it would be any better as the medications really do numb everything. They are great in a crisis, and I was on them for several fairly long periods of time.Now though I am not sure. If I got to the point where I was not functioning well I would jump back on the train though I think. Writing it down makes it easier to deal with it as it puts me at one remove from myself almost. I am easily triggered at times though. Lived experience made me what I am, and that cannot be undone. I wonder how people with very severe trauma manage, but of course the answer is actually that often they simply don’t.

A friend in a band that I built a website for many years ago got in touch as he has a tech problem he needs fixing. He has just played his first gig at Cambridge Rock Festival after a year off due to recurring illness as he has MS and and also a serious back injury. I said I was glad he was gigging again and he replied:”The gig nearly killed me, but better to die with your boots on so to speak”. That’s my tribe.

Its the weekend as I write this and hopefully things will remain quiet after the disturbances last week. It’s been very disturbing for everyone. What happens next in British society is paramount. We have the opportunity to reboot the narrative now. There was a genuine grassroots demonstration of a feeling of solidarity and an outburst of common sense which may well have defused what could have been so much worse. But it is a little bit back to the future and somebody my age has seen it all before. So my faith in humanity is now slightly restored.

I did try to see the Perseids but sadly there was too much cloud cover here as is often the case. Still they will be around until the end of the month so there is a chance. Each night I try and look.

I have had a few distractions that have stopped me from making the best use of the last few days though. Family and other misunderstandings.