Sunday 26 March 2017

Warsaw: Finding Out about Janusz Szuch


Was heading towards the Citadel in Warsaw the other day, when I ran into an outdoor exhibition of old pictures and paintings celebrating the life of Janusz Szuch.


From the context of pictures/paintings, I could guess that Janusz Szuch had to be some kind of 2nd World War hero.


This was confirmed by the written text below which introduced Szuch as a modest hero:


Have just read from several British daily newspapers that he saved many Jews from the Nazis through smuggling them out of the Warsaw ghetto; played a big role in the 1944 Warsaw Uprising; and, quite a few times, got wounded and miraculously escaped death in wartime Warsaw.


After the War, Szuch went on to live in London; retired in Goodwick near Fishguard (in Pembrokeshire); answered to the name 'Bob'; was mainly known as a quiet man who loved repairing antique clocks; and very rarely spoke about his wartime past in Warsaw.
 

Sadly, Janusz Szuch passed away after a long battle with leukemia last year.


This is how I came to learn about a Polish wartime hero, Janusz Szuch:  through chancing upon these pictures/paintings on my way to the Citadel in Warsaw:


Tuesday 21 March 2017

Warsaw: The Crucifix and Office Blocks


An interesting juxtaposition of a crucifix standing in front of office blocks on the way round from the Biedronka supermarket to the Arkadia shopping centre:


Monday 20 March 2017

Salami Bubble and Squeak


This is my own little creative dinner which I've named 'salami bubble and squeak'.

I cooked it through simmering potatoes and broccoli with aubergine and courgette steamed on top.  Of course, after the cooking was done, it was topped with salami.  Guess it may even be better if grilled or fried after being simmered/steamed, but it was delicious enough without the latter.

Friday 17 March 2017

Blonde Redhead Live at Warsaw Proxima 16th March 2017


Still grateful to the late great John Peel for having introduced me to Blonde Redhead (through a John Peel Session) in the late 1990s or early 2000s.


Like when I first saw Blonde Redhead at Manchester Academy 3 in 2011, last night's gig at Warsaw Proxima may be described as a beautiful dreamscape from the moment the band came on with my favourite BR tune 'Falling Man'.


Just think that Blonde Redhead perfectly balance a bit of quirkiness with subtle, sublime melodies making their concerts a profoundly relaxing experience.


Possibly more than any other band I've ever seen, I would view the two Blonde Redhead concerts I've been to as profound dream-like experiences.


Full credit to the band for doing a wonderful gig in extremely difficult circumstances last night, given the recent passing away of Amadeo and Simone's mother.

 


This was a gig played in extremely difficult circumstances, which was felt by the crowd who supported the band more and more as the gig went on, especially enjoying the encores ('Pink Love'; 'Misery Is a Butterfly'; 'Give, Give' etc.).

Thursday 16 March 2017

Warsaw: Deep Purple Concert Poster


Poster in Warsaw advertising the upcoming Deep Purple gigs in Lodz and Katowice.

Saw Deep Purple back in 1986 at Birmingham NEC a year after they'd reformed and headlined the Knebworth Festival.  This still remains one of my best ever gigs.

Wednesday 15 March 2017

Warsaw: Passing a Smiling Face


Always nice to pass a smiling face.

Warsaw: Passing a Convent School


A few days ago, passing a convent school in Warsaw a few days ago.


Had seen this interesting-looking building for quite a few years, but only had a real look at it for the first time a few days ago:



Round the corner, further down the street, there is a Catholic Church (bottom right), possibly connected to the convent school.


Tuesday 14 March 2017

Warsaw: Passing the Cafe Niebo


Passing the Cafe Niebo round the back of Nowy Swiat the other day.


Seems to be a bit of a hip-type place in Warsaw.



Zamosc: A Few More Old Town Shots


More shots from Zamosc Old Town which show that there are interesting-looking places to explore near the Rynek (Central Square).


 

Sunday 12 March 2017

Thomas Hardy's 'A Laodicean'


Read Thomas Hardy's 'A Laodicean' recently and found it a more pleasant, easy-going read than what are commonly referred to as his two other 'wooden spoons', 'The Hand of Ethelberta' and 'Desperate Remedies'. 

I also read the Cambridge version of the book above which had no academic-type, 'Lit-Crit' Introduction and no explanation of things in the text at the back of the book.  Thus, I read 'A Laodicean' with no pre-determined ideas gained from any interesting, preceding 'Lit-Crit' section so I was technically freer to make my own interpration about the meaning(s) of the book.  However, I have to admit that I missed not having some 'Lit-Crit' Introduction section to sink into before reading a Hardy novel.

Before reading the novel, I looked up what 'Laodicean' means, and it more or less refers to someone who is lukewarm or lacks commitment towards things.  For me, it is this idea that seems to thematically dominate the novel, especially concerning Paula Power's and some of the other characters' states of mind, as they seem trapped between accepting the modern world for what it is, full of uncertainty without the security of absolute knowledge and still seeking a sense of lost Romantic medievalism which is no longer attainable, although it continually surrounds Paula and her friends in the castle she inherits from her recently deceased father.
 

Really enjoyed the opening chapters of 'A Laodicean' with them introducing the reader to the aesthete-type architect, George Somerset', who chances upon the failed baptism of the mysterious Paula Power in a small, rural, Baptist chapel.  At one point, there's an erudite debate about the rights and wrongs of child baptism between George Somerset and the Baptist minister, Mr. Woodwell, with the former quoting early Apostolic Church fathers to support infant baptism, and the latter scrupulously quoting the New Testament to denounce it, with Paul Power witnessing all of the erudite spectacle.  Having read some time ago that the young Hardy seriously considered converting from Anglicanism to the Baptist religion, this seems to show that 'A Laodicean' may be a strongly autobiographical novel.

Paula Power continually dreams of gaining a sense of medieval nobility to accompany the powerful position she has gained in society, but this is simply unattainable as the world is quickly changing (this change being symbolised by the telegraph machine in the castle and Paula's father's railway lines), getting faster with people becoming far less certain about how they can describe and rationalise/justify their own position in it.  This is why a Laodicean (lukewarm/non-committed) state or human condition seems to envelope everything and everybody in this novel.  In a sense, how can you strongly be anything if you cannot be certain about many things (or even anything).

And alongside Paula's torn Romantic-modern realist state of mind and George Somerset's emotional pursuit of Paula, what about the other characters? 

Well, Charlotte De Stancy seems to be the long suffering, self-sacrifice victim of the novel.  Being both ferociously devoted to Paula and in love with Somerset, poor Charlotte is doomed to failure and an abject life, and, thus, she ends up joining a kind of Protestant sisterhood.  Both her and her brother (Captain De Stancy) seem to be haunted by a sense of abject failure which accompanies the loss of their castle and aristocratic status by their father.  Like in some other Hardy novels, particularly 'Tess of the D'Urbervilles', lines of aristocracy can be seen being reduced to relics and dust in the wake of the onset of the modern world and its technological progress.

The most shocking character in the novel is undoubtedly William Dare, Captain De Stancy's illegitimate son borne from campaigns abroad.  Dare is like a small, impish demon periodically turning up on the scene to try to lead Captain De Stancy towards gaining Paula's hand in marriage (to regain the aristocratic status of the De Stancys) and correspondingly create schemes of deception to show Somerset in a false, negative light.  Think I've seen it suggested somewhere that Dare is symbolic of parts of the British Commonwealth coming back to haunt Britain, but I didn't read too much into this.

As a side issue, what I really liked about 'A Laodicean' was Hardy's description of the sharp contrast between lit candles and general darkness inside Catholic churches and cathedrals on the continent.  Here, Hardy seems to focus on the profound combination of silence and mystery that can arise through this juxtaposition of darkness and light in old-fashioned Catholic churches.  In this sense, it was interesting to see the non-Catholic/Anglican conditioned/agnostic-minded Hardy appreciate the quiet, contemplative state of mind that can be attained inside silent Catholic churches (during my life, I've heard many believers, half-believers and non-believers comment on this kind of thing).

And finally, there is the enigmatic ending with Paula telling her husband, George Somerset, that she wishes her castle hadn't burnt down and that he was a De Stancy.  For me, this just ends where we started off, the individual psyche feeling a pragmatic need to embrace modernity, but yearning for the beauty of Romantic medievalism which is sadly becoming a relic, crumbling to dust, essentially lost but still yearned after.

Warsaw: The Solidarnosc Cross


Passed this Cross outside Tesco on Solidarnosc the other day.

Usually such Crosses have a sad story to tell as they sometimes commemorate past tragedies (especially from the 2nd World War); remember the victims of road accidents etc.

What I like about such Crosses is that they show that the central symbol of Christianity hasn't been banished from Polish public life.  Let's hope it stays this way.


Saturday 11 March 2017

Another Gem of a Song


Another great tune, 'God Walks with Us', from the late John Wetton (with Geoff Downes).

Friday 10 March 2017

Warsaw: Philharmonic Hall


Been years since I've seen anything at the Philharmonic Hall in Warsaw.


Had to go there to pick up some tickets for some friends who'll be visiting Warsaw later in the year.


Just managed to quickly remind myself of the general ambience of the place:


Could hear Classically-trained musicians practising behind closed gates and doors:

 
The concert schedule for March at Warsaw Philharmonic:


Hope my friends enjoy themselves here later in the year:


Thursday 9 March 2017

Cat on the Window Sill


Almost magical pictures of Lolek sitting comfortably on the window sill this morning:


Wednesday 8 March 2017

Warsaw: Passing the Warsaw Uprising Museum


From just passing the Warsaw Uprising Museum the other day. 

Not far away, the unusual statue below kind of caught my eye:


Monday 6 March 2017