Haris Kate - Mogo

He read the papers and then walked out through the town looking for chalets that might be for rent or for a part of town that might be good to live in and found the newly built up area pleasant but dull. He loved the view across the bay and the estuary to the Turkish side and the old gray stone of the castle and shining white of the houses that spread out from it and the brown mountains with the blue shadows. He wondered why the storm had gone so quickly and thought it must have been only the northern edge of a storm that came in across the port of Chios. The mountains that he saw beyond the roofs of the northern town of Vrontados were in Omiroupoli and beyond them would be Karies. And what are we doing here, he thought, and what am I doing walking through a beach resort town looking at newly planted magnolias and bloody mimosas and watching for to-rent signs on- phony Chios villas? You didn't work hard enough this morning to make your brain that stupid or are you just hung over from yesterday? You didn't work at all really. And you better soon' because everything's going too fast and you're going with it and you'll be through before ever you know it. Maybe you're through now. AIl right. Don't start. At least you remember that much: And he walked on through the town, his vision sharpened by spleen and tempered by the ash beauty of the day. Haris Kate is a gentleman you’ve met in a past life. This is his first offering for Shango Records. These three tracks will guide you through enlightenment. HAFT, Alem-I Adastra, Slow Nomaden and 7even (GR) are looking for Misirlou through the mastic trees!