Memories in Macclesfield
Macclesfield is a sleepy town south of Manchester. While once being renowned for its silk industry, today very few visitors arrive here. Except for people with a keen interest in electronic music history.
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Macclesfield is a sleepy town south of Manchester. While once being renowned for its silk industry, today very few visitors arrive here. Except for people with a keen interest in electronic music history.
Much has happened since the Roman fort of Mamucium was established in 79 AD. After becoming the world’s first industrialised city, Manchester went on to become one of the most famous music cities in the world.
“Los Angeles, November, 2019”. That is the opening line for the classic movie Blade Runner from 1982. Well, this is Los Angeles 2012, and I guess that replicants and flying cars are simply not going to happen within 7 years. But I digress.
Deserts are a magical place where you can find things that you wouldn’t expect. They are also areas that attract a certain kind of people, who are able to endure and even thrive in the open wastes.
The desert wastes of eastern California is a strange anomaly. There are few places so distant from the American Dream, yet so alluring at the same time.
As we drove across the flat plains of San Agustin, we could see for miles in every direction. Then the antennas of Very Large Array started to appear one by one.
New Mexico is truly the land of wonders. Or should I say bonkers? There is something strange, bizarre or wonderful around every corner. After taking a shortcut along dirt roads with cattle guards we arrived at our destination, the aptly named Pie Town.
I’m currently in the small town of Kanab, Utah. Tonight is the presidential election where Obama squares off against Romney. The conservative state of Utah is pro-Romney as expected, and I’ve heard much about it on the local radio during the day.
What to do on a road trip through the presumably alien-infested territory of the American Southwest? Look for aliens of course!
As I drove into Death Valley in the dark hours before sunrise, I silently pondered why the area got its name. It’s one of the hottest places on the planet and the record temperature of 56 degrees Celsius was measured here in 1913.