Category: Sunday Music

Sunday Music

What a fitting title – because a sun-day it was.
I went out and it was pretty sobering. Not that I had been drinking through last night, but actually walking in the sun showed me clearly that this infection is still not gone totally. After some hundred meters I was coughing an wheezing, but I chose to ignore it.
While on my way I clicked some photographic images, here are two to illustrate how this day looked.

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View into the Franconian Wilderness on Sunday 15th of October 2017

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Another View into the Franconian Wilderness, taken from the same spot, just a little bit more to the left

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While one looks into the wilderness, houses are built behind one’s back. That’s what “P3” is for.

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Middle of October may be a bit early for a Christmas lp, but “My Favorite Things” is a nice little song, here in the version of Mr Kenny BURRELL (Eng., Ger.) from his album Have Yourself a Soulful Little Christmas (1966) (Eng.) … aaawwwhhh ….

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Hope You enjoy the music. May the week be peaceful and sunny for all of us !

 

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Sunday Music, Monday Edition

It rains. The weather people talked about the promise of a “golden October”, but at the moment it looks more like an early November.
I drive again, it’s as if I’d never been away. I have to get into the rhythm again, but I guess it is just a matter of days.
I looked for some music, undecided I staggered from Blues Rock to old-fashioned Progressive, from late Romantics to Schönberg (whose music I heartiest dislike) … only to end up in early Baroque or late Baroque or somewhere in the 18th century, again & again.
I want something with “uump”, and possibly found it.
Josef MYSLIVEĆEK, il divino boemo (1737-1781) (Ger., Eng.), delivers : The overture of his opera Il Gran Tamerlano (1771) (Ger., Eng.) has enough “uump” to make one curious for the rest – here in a pretty accentuated version conducted by Josef KUCHINKA (1980) (Cs.).
I hope you enjoy the music, and that we all may find the necessary “uump” for this week – it shall be peaceful : GOd may protect us from “world-historical” events of any kind.

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Sunday Music – Early. For A Change

I feel lousy.
Whatever bit me last weekend, it is mean. The terrible irritation is gone, but the cough now sits really deep inside and hurts. I eat three grams of antibioticum a day, and do not feel that it helps. At least I can sleep, oh yes : Usually, when working, I try to make sure that I have at least five or six hours sleep, and this works. Now I go to bed and sleep for ten hours – blanked out, gone, for ten (!) hours.
What makes me wonder is that sometimes I have the feeling that time is slowing. Everyone knows the surprise when a look at the clock proves that more time is gone as felt, as expected. For example when one reads on the web, allows distractions etc. – one looks at that round thing on the wall and it is more than one hour gone. It feels like “just some time”, but time went fast.
I encountered several times over the last days that time slowed down. I was reading articles, following links – all the usual – and had the feeling that e.g. an hour had passed – in fact it was only thirty minutes. This may on the first look be “nice”, but I find it pretty unsettling. It means that my feeling for time is finally wrong.
What alarms me a bit is that “being awake” and “sleep” … sometimes both states seem to overlap a bit more than usual, being awake consciously frazzles out on the edge. As long as I still sit here, or lay in a horizontal position, this is no big deal, but it can not be allowed to go on.
I have no clue if & if so, how, these two perceptions are connected. All I know is that I sit here, cough and wheeze, and I can not say that it got better since I saw my doc for the last time. On Frayday, when he gave me without any discussion the antibiotics. He wanted to give me a sick note for next week, but I refused. Now I think this was hasty.
I should work on Wednesday again, and have had the fair hope that until then … But as I feel now, as cougher extraordinaire who produces quality slime, and collapses after roughly four hours – that is when the brain shuts down for an hour or so – I am not that sure anymore. I think I will ask for some additional days off. The idea to drive a vehicle with a bunch of kids is really out of reach now, in the end a no go, it would be irresponsible.
Today, when not sleeping or staring into the Franconian wilderness, I clicked through this website, and liked it : Historical photographs from a private collection, mostly late 19th and early 20th century, images of North-American origin. I wandered through 2009 to 2012, and will see the rest too, making stupid comments.
This Sunday Music also has music, but first of all it is a documentary, called Nettezza Urbana, city cleaning, directed by Michelangelo ANTONIONI (Ger., Eng.) (1912-2007). Yes the director of Blow Up (with David HEMMINGS appearing as a piece of wood) and Zabriskie Point (that at least has an acceptable soundtrack).
Now lets follow the men who clean the capital. There is only one capital of the world : Roma.
Maybe Pejing will come close in the near future.
I hope you have a quiet, clean & healthy week ahead.

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Sunday Music, Monday Edition

For the first time since ages I voluntarily called in sick. Whatever this is, what kind of bazillovirus (I have no clue about these things), it hit me fast & hard. Yesterday morning I coughed for the first time, it did not get better, but the hacking was still avoidable. This morning I found it difficult to breathe without cough. I should not have been doing the morning drive, but on so a short notice it is not possible to conjure an ersatz out of the hat. I did my job, stumbled into the doc’s office, drove to the yard and handed my yellow sick note to my boss, who held a reasonable distance when he saw me, did not ask questions ; then I went home, directly into bed.
I wanna go places and do things, but not this week. Here in the version of Sam LANIN (Ger., Eng.). I hope you enjoy the music. Be careful & avoid coughing people.

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