Well okay, it’s been a while. I’ve been back here in the UK for what already seems like forever, and it’s taken me ’til now to get around to posting.
There are no shortage of images I could show you….. I’ve still got he best part of a thousand shots that I’ve yet to look at on a full screen… but I’ve been struggling with the grey reality of what’s outside my window, compared to the bright and sunny pixels that are there, dancing a flamenco, in virtually every frame I open.
BUT.. Not every frame.
The trip home took in a couple of nights in Toledo, and now, looking back on the images I took there, it’s perfectly plain that, even then, the mood already had me in a Big, Sad, Hug ….
So, on the last night there, we did the only thing you can do.
We started right at the top of the old town, and fully intended to drive away the blues, drinking our way, circuitously, all the way back to the hotel…… But isn’t it funny how a mood always seems to find the fuel it needs?
It was the voice of Ian Curtis, only just made out through a half opened door that first pulled us in, but I know that Toledo, for me, will always be just that one, last bar, where, for two slightly saddened adventurers, wearing their angst on their sleeves, the playlist was as perfect as the wine….
We had ‘These Days’, ‘Shadow Play’ and ‘New Dawn Fades’ from Joy Division. ‘Five Years’, ‘Lady Grinning Soul’, ‘Rock and Roll Suicide’ and ‘Where are We Now?’ from David Bowie…We had ‘A Forest’ by The Cure, ‘Satellite of Love’ by Lou Reed, and both ‘Waiting for The Man’ and ‘Sweet Jane’ from The Velvets…We had Scott Walker, (lots of Scott), Iggy’s ‘Sister Midnight’, we even had a couple of tracks by The Cocteau Twins……
In fact, if you can think of any other masterpiece of melancholia, I bet we had that as well….
The perfect night. Sometimes it really does do you good to give in to the mood, and simply wallow in feeling sorry for yourself…….
(But I do hope I might start to get over it soon).
So, the first group of images from Toledo….. Not happy snaps, but I’m rather pleased with them.
All Images Copyright Stuart Allan Hyde