The End Of The World This Time

Mining For Gold presented by Radio Joy:
The North is Another Land…
Live on Resonance104.4FM
Every Friday for six weeks at 11.30pm, starts October 1st

An American musician finds herself disillusioned in London. After a breakdown in the city she embarks on a wayward journey through the North of England. On her way she visits a traditional horse fair in the town of Appleby, invokes transitory disturbance at Sellafields power station, discovers the beauty of nature in the abandoned Teeside chemical plants, encounters Islamophobia in Gateshead and much more along the way before finding the holy musical grail in the City of Newcastle Upon Tyne.

Featuring Marianne Hyatt with sound by Band of Holy Joy and James S Finn. The North is Another Land is a mix of fact, fiction and soundscape with special guests each week:

The series will culminate with a live performance by The Band of Holy Joy and a Talking Musical Revolutions symposium at the Star and Shadow cinema in Newcastle on November 6th.

Cris Lapthorn – soundscape – studio enabling – research – voice
Chris Brierley – violin – voice – soundscape
Inga Tillere – soundscape – visuals
James S Finn – soundscape – piano –guitar – studio enabling – voice
Andy Astle – guitar voice
Marianne Hyatt – Lindsey Lowheart
Gavin Martin – voice, vibes
Bill Lewington – percussion
Johny Brown – text – voice
David Barbenel – cello

An American girl abroad!
Out of time, out of place, out of style.
I’m still looking for something and I don’t know what it is yet.

And here I stand.
London… South of England… Early June…
Quite breathless…
I crossed myself for the first time, in like twenty years today.

Sudden reflex thing snapping back to vague catholic upbringing!

Shuddering I acknowledged I was momentarily scared, certainly dazed, quite confused.

Nothing new there then!
I pulled myself together and went about the darkening business of the day.

I turned on the radio, nothing, I snapped the handset at the television, nothing.

I moved to the light switch, nothing.
I picked up the bottle of wine on the floor, half full, thank God for that!

I needed a drink.

It was looking down from my eighth floor window onto the market and seeing all the bodies laid out made me shudder.

The recording of this show is available on request.

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