This year I spent more time than I wanted to in London , it provided a shock , the volume and diversity of people on the streets was overwhelming , it was a relief to be on the train heading back to the Midlands , to escape the frenetic jumble .
I notice strange creepy derelict shops and buildings which look out of place ,buildings owned by investors that seem to have no purpose , this is odd because one thing you need in London is a purpose , even the homeless people or ‘tramps’ as they used to be called appear to have life worked out with free transport , meals and accommodation .
This parastitcal relationship between the city and the homeless will always continue , the less secure are the community of musician’s ,entertainers , artists . These people instigate and support the infrastructure of small scale events in the city , the kind of gigs that are so vital to nurture and support young talent .
Social cleansing is an ongoing process and irreversible , in the case of a friend I know who has managed to live in the epicentre of the city for many years London’s social cleansing has pushed him to the furthest of the city limits .
This I presume creates a dispersal of people and allows the imposition of higher rents , my friend I have to add is reliant on government handouts which has historically been a recognised position for many aspiring artists but unfortunately cannot be sustained in todays environment .
This is perhaps not such a bad thing , my friend like the majority of people who exist in his position are not native to the area or have a particular standing within the entertainment industry , they are flotsam and jetsam , the floating debris that drift amongst the populous of the city .
Considering the London music scene has contracted and become more localised it means very little to me anymore ,in fact when I think about it I think I can do without London altogether .