Sunday Music

Sunday Music

Here I sit, a helpless victim, a lonely prisoner in my own living room. Outside looms the monster : eight-legged, brownish, hairy, and mean.
Last evening I walked through the door of my living room, and was stopped in my track because I noticed a dark, brownish blob on the floor. It was a pretty large hairy spider, I have no clue of what sort. I only know that it is not one of those harmless, even slightly likeable Weberknechte (Ger., Eng.), but something more massive, and un-likeable.
I grabbed a glass from the kitchen counter and wanted to just put it over the creature, when I noticed that the glass would be a little too small and perhaps cut one of the behemoth’s legs ; so in an unexcusable fit of empathy I moved the glass to push the ogre a little in the right direction to its own benefit, what awoke the animal and made it run. Thankfully it did not make it into my living room, but returned and went in the general direction of hall, bathroom, kitchen. Especially in the last room are enough possibilities to hide.
When the creature run towards my left foot I leaped up squeaking, jumped into the living room, slammed the door shut and ripped my trousers off in fear to find the terrible animal running over my legs. GOd alone may know what this creature would do to my body ! So I jumped like Pantalone while checking my pantaloons …
Later that evening a friend on the phone not only laughed about this scene, but also reminded me that getting up in the night, and walking to the bathroom in the dark barefooted could hold some surprises – we arachnophobes are a lonely bunch …
Today’s Sunday Music is nothing “Itsy bitsy spider”-like, but a little piece by Nicolas VALLET (Ger., Eng.) titled Les Pantalons, performed by Marina BELOVA (about, ¬†ytchannel).
I hope you like the music. May we all have a peaceful week ahead, preferable without any spider bite.

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Sunday Music

Sunday Music

It took me ages to worm myself through the amassed heap of photographs on the harddrive, and I’m still not finished. There is work-related stuff that can simply go into an archive-folder, there is nonsense that gets deleted without second thought, and there is a vast amount that needs to be seen, categorised – simply decided upon. When I will have finished all this I will go through again and look for quality ; if some can be found there looms the possibility of a photo-post.
It was a strange week, I felt out of place. I did household things, prepared what had to be prepared for the new round of work, sometimes found myself looking around and wondering. Read quite a bit. Miss to have a real kitchen at hand.
Outside is a really beautiful autumn, a wonderful light. Sun has still enough power to make one sweat, but the air is cool, even a light wind can sting a bit. I love this time of the year, although a little melancholy looms.
Here are five minutes of beauty : Mr GRAILLIER (Ger., Eng.) on piano, Mr RASSINFOSSE (Ger., Fr.) on bass, Mr BAKER (Ger., Eng.) on trumpet, perform Nardis (Eng.) 1985 in Sweden, I hope you like it. May the coming week be friendly and forgiving to all of us.

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Sunday Music

Finally “Sunday Music” on a Sunday – order is restored, cosmic chaos avoided, we may return to the trusted course of things, when “Sunday Music” actually means music on a Sunday, and not on a Monday ! Sloppiness, laziness, lack of discipline – ta !
I am back from Suebia, but not yet back to the daily drudgery. I am expected to take care of my vehicle, and I received a list with my passengers’ names etc. – and it is wrong : Obviously the communication between the school and the knights could be improved, because one boy left the school and is definitely not a passenger anymore, and one seems to be left out at all. Some months ago a mother complained about a lack of clear communication with the school since a certain position was filled with a new person who seemingly thinks it is not necessary to tell others (parents) what he has decided about their kids. We’ll see – it is not my problem, I’m just a driver, and I’ll start only next week. Enough time to do household stuff, and sort some photographs. Perhaps I’ll find one with a castle on it.
But until then we should listen to some nice music – like Mr Kenny BURRELLs (Ger., Eng.) Chitlins Con Carne, the opener on his 1963 lp Midnight Blue (Eng.) ; fiftyfive years old now, not to everyone’s taste.
I hope you can enjoy the Kaldaunen anyway – may we all face a peaceful new week.

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Sunday Music, Monday Edition

Time flies, even when one is busily doing nothing.
Of course no one never does “nothing” – there is always something “done” : Places are visited, pictures are snapped. And if this computer would be so nice to recognise & accept my camera (as it easily did before all those “updates” by microschuft) I even could show some of the mentioned pictures to you, venerated reader.
But on the other hand, there may be deep wisdom in this non-accepting of an ancient digital camera – aren’t there more than enough digital pictures flooding the web ? Why should I add a straw to the heap ? Most likely because it would tickle my vanity, ach vanitas, vanitas vanitatum
Now let’s hear some nice music : Mr Sonny STITT (Ger., Eng.) plays a title called Blue Prelude, it is found on his 1959 lp Sonny Stitt blows the Blues (Eng.).
I hope you like the music – may we all, especially MsScarlet –¬†have a relaxed and stress free week !

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