Sunday Music

Now You may be glad when I’m around In a “case of emergency”. Because yesterday I learned to spot the symptoms of heart attack, stroke & heat stroke, severe allergic reactions, shock, and how to react in such a case ; what is in a First Aid Kit and how to use it ; how to react if a person next to you suffers from an epileptic fit, and last not least, how take off the unconscious biker’s helmet (preferably without braking his neck).
I had to treat the course instructor, who fell dramatically in front of me on her stomach, while the group was discussing whether it would be a good idea to turn around a wounded person lying face down. I said it would be the correct thing, just to make sure that there are no front injuries, so she jumped to the ground, and I had to deliver turning, inspecting and the lateral recumbent position in one go. She wanted to test the lazy old sack …
Everybody had to pump the phantom and role play was included : Two guys were sent out of the room, while a grisly looking head wound was painted on a participant’s head – their first reaction was like “verdammte Sch***”, they expected to be confronted with a kind of heart attack or something.
I was selected to give an asthma attack, something I have a little bit of experience with, also to the severe surprise of the two aspiring Ersthelfer, first aiders. They finally decided to use a “Rettungsgriff” to place me on the floor – a bit of overkill : Pressing the left arm against the thorax of a person fighting for breath is no good. They did not know the so called “Kutschersitz” I took, a position people tent to use when breathing gets difficult (the legs are firmly put on the floor, the upper body is bent forward and rests on elbows and knees). They feared I might fall over, what can happen with a serious asthma attack, simply because lack of O². They felt helpless after I had thrown away the haler (they finally found in the pocket of my jacket) as useless because empty – yes, I allowed the drama queen out : But before I could die on stage the instructor intervened – my big scene, smashed !
Anyway, I received my certificate of participation. I was especially interested in “shock” and “epileptic fit”, simply because some of the kids I drive around can suffer from such a thing, and I do not want to be entirely helpless.

C[arl] P[ilipp] E[manuel] BACH (1714-1788) (Ger., Eng.), a son of “the” BACH, was an admired composer of keyboard music throughout the 18th century, especially in protestant Germany. Here is the Allegro assai ma pomposa of his sonata in C minor from 1757, sadly I could not find further notice about the performing artist or the location.
The forth month of this year is already close to its end, a short week ahead, let’s celebrate the “Tag der Arbeit” with Maibowle (Ger., Eng.) – Waldmeister  (Ger., Eng.) is good for you !

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Yes, I Know …

If it ain’t broken, don’t fix it … But I could not resist the urge to fiddle with the settings and try a new theme.

The contrast should be pretty good – LX ?
The font is readable. The Bold and the Italics are not that persuading … Maybe I’ll use colour (for the names of the wonderful commentators) when answering comments.

M’Böööh

I’m pretty convinced that in some distant corner of the cosmos “m’bööh” is considered to be the expression of uttermost inclination, tenderness, affection; the coded sound for an otherwise inexpressible feeling of warmth, free-from-fear intimacy, unio mystica, perhaps.
Round here it’s among other things an expression of disbelief : Is it really just one week since I started to work again ? Is this thing called “real life” just a farce ?
Who has the prerogative of interpretation re “real life” ? Es gibt kein richtiges Leben im falschen (Ger.) – says Herr ADORNO, and one can assume that he could know. On the other hand ADORNO was not necessarily a nice man. Like CANETTI, who, according to sources of the emigration-time, was a downright nasty character.

Days blurred by, filled with – what ?
M’Böööh …

As a kind of “Thank You” for my beloved readers : Kurzwellenfunk, by Monoton, Montonprodukt 07 (Ger., Eng.), 1982 (play it loud).

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Sunday Music

The lazy days are over, jawoll.  Time to get up early in the morning, greet the day with a heart-felt “Grüß’ Gott !” and run around in the morning dew … or such. One could alternatively have a (second) cup of coffee, look at the news on the web, collect all together of the scattered personality to finally leave and go to work, slowly. Don’t forget the antihistaminicum, one needs to be able to actually open the eyes ! Thankfully these medications operate very fast. The prospect of driving through empty streets is nice, I like it. So I’ll do something for the money the pay me every month, next vacancy is in May.

This Sunday Music is a short piece aptly called Flowers Laugh by Sonny SHARROCK (1940-1994) (Ger., Eng.), hope you like it. Maybe you’ll find time to listen to some flowers near you, I do not think that they laugh all the time. Birds mostly do gossip I’m told.

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