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I'm back from a fantastically undeserved holiday to a slightly underserved -- but very much welcome -- sack of unheard records.

The problem is, I have no idea how I am going to get through them all. I have people emailing me to ask if have listened to the records they sent and the truth is it would take me twice as long to find it as it would to listen to it.

I am also conscious that in a desperate attempt to always be listening to the latest things, the tunes in the bottom of the bag will probably be regarded as archive material by the time I reach them. If matters couldn't get worse I love the first record I heard. It's by a Kenyan guitar group, Nguuni Lovers Lovers, and the song's called "Beth Kathini" (soon to be released by Dream Beach Records). Listen to it below - I don't want to listen to anything else right now.

Nguuni Lovers Lovers - Beth Kathini by Dream Beach Records  

Oh, oh -- and my favourite new EP, by singer-songwriters Peter and Kerry, is called Clothes, Friends, Photos. It's out now and there is a free track you can download from their record label's website.

Peter and Kerry - The Summer House Song by Tape Club Records 

You listen to these, I'll carry on with this, and we'll reconvene next week.

Tom Ravenscroft's radio show is on BBC 6 Music at 9pm every Friday. He writes a monthly music column for the New Statesman and blogs here every Wednesday

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“Minoan pendant”: a new poem by Mark Granier

“Yes – I press my nose / to the pleasantly warm glass – / it’s a copy of one I saw / cased in the cool museum”

Yes – I press my nose
to the pleasantly warm glass –
it’s a copy of one I saw
cased in the cool museum –
gold beaten to honey, a grainy
oval dollop, flanked by two
slim symmetrical bees –

garland for a civilisation’s
rise and collapse, eye-dropped
five thousand years: a flash
of evening sun on a windscreen
or wing mirror – Heraklion’s
scooter-life buzzing and humming –

as I step in to browse, become
mesmerised by the warm
dark eyes of the woman
who gives her spiel and moves
softly and with such grace,
that, after leaving, I hesitate

a moment on the pavement
then re-enter with a question
I know not to ask, but ask
anyway, to hear her voice
soften even more as she smiles
and shakes her hair – no.

Mark Granier is an Irish poet and photographer. He is the author of four collections of poetry, most recently Haunt (Salmon).

This article first appeared in the 16 June 2016 issue of the New Statesman, Britain on the brink