Well - 'er-indoors has seen fit fit to take herself off to visit family for the weekend leaving me unsupervised with a surfeit of gin and a hotline to my good buddies at my favourite Indian restaurant of choice (although they're actually Bengalis - my urge to get pedantic overtakes me sometimes). I made fulsome use of my time as you might expect - gin, further gin, more gin and a spectacular lamb madras with mustard fried rice and a side of sag aloo. The ability to have unrestrained access to the TV remote threw me temporarily but I got through it. And now, before I tackle the washing up, I'm minded to play some tunes at neighbour-bothering volume which befit my somewhat addled mind. Give me, if you will, three tunes that will blow the cobwebs away. I'm going with:
I will think on this for next Sunday Paul
I’m now awake and sentient
One of my go to albums for slowly waking up (when I was in a bedsit and had my stereo right next to me) was Bunny Wailor's Blackheart Man. A gorgeous and spiritual album which didn't blow the cobwebs away, instead it calmed and soothed These days I don't really have the opportunity to wallow as such so I tune into Cerys Matthews on Radio 6music as I stumble into daylight.
I am a Cerys on Sunday mornings man myself Paul, normally while I try to allocate albums for review at the same time which is sometimes an interesting mix
The sound of this Canadian act is like a soothing ice pack.
Sunday mornings? The Wild, The Innocent And The E Street Shuffle.
