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 !

*

*

Sunday Music

The new year is already a bit used ; it’s still shiny, full of promise and all, but this special new-year-smell fades, and now we simply have to use it – because that’s what it is made for.
The American Leader is now one year in office – no, don’t worry, I will not speak about this creature here in abundance. With a little luck he’ll be gone in another twelve months. One may wonder who or what will replace the orange ham actor. I see a good chance that the US will implode when The Leader survives the whole four or – GOd forbid ! – eight years in office. There will be no more “democracy” left. But we can not change the c(o)urse of history, and if America wants to wreck herself, so be it.
The week was uneventful. I worked, I slept, I looked out of the window.
A bit more windy than usual. This heavy & strong wind came from the West, so it would be a Ζέφυρος, a Zephyr (Ger., Eng.). But I think the ancients would not count this storm as Zephyrus, who usually is understood to be a mild messenger of spring. It was more of a brutal Northern Βορέας (Ger., Eng.), just from the wrong direction.
And Βορέας brings us easily to this Sunday Music, a sweet little nothing from M. RAMEAUs (Ger., Eng.) (last) opera Les Boréades (Ger., Eng.) (Boreas’ children), performed by Les Ambassadeurs under the French musician & conductor Alexis KOSSENKO (Eng.).
I hope you like the music. If you have snow in your part of the world, just be a little more careful please. Especially inhabitants of Devon seem to have a fondness for falling into the mud, what would Freud say ?

*

*