Separation
There’s been less than lots of updates here this week, due in significant part to g’s shortly pending department to NYC. This weekend is the move away from the apartment here, and next weekend is the move into Manhattan. Unsurprisingly this means that things are a little lively at the moment. Additionally I’ve been in a bit of classical downturn at the moment, these things go in phases.
Instead, the music colonizing my player has been Mr Scruff, an old favorite:
He was one of the guys I listened primarily to before switching over to almost exclusively classical music. It’s nice to have a bit of a resurgence. The boundaries between musical styles are completely artificial anyway, and there is something constraining and unpleasant about claiming I feel like listening to classical music or non-classical music. It’s all highly-stylized waves of compressed air, in the end.
I’ll leave you with another summery piece of Mr. Scruff, with an actual video this time:
Mmm. Pie.