Max Richter

Watched an episode of Auschwitz, The Nazis and the Final Solution last night and recognised excerpts from Memoryhouse by Max Richter.

The Website is here

There are tracks from the album (and others) on the site.

This is my favourite track.

November by max richter

Ulrich Schnauss

Haven't rambled here for a while.

As I am rather partial to the music of Ulrich Schnauss, I visit these two sites on a semi-regular basis.

A Strangely Isolated Place

Schnaussifier

This site has some very good neo-classical music.

Lend Me Your Ears

Half Remembered Song

Watched a bit of Neil Diamond on the Electric Prom. He sang a song I haven't heard for a long time and sometimes hearing a song like that stirs memories and emotions. It was Love Song written by Lesley Duncan.



Elton John covered it on his album Tumbleweed Connection. While I was tracing this song I was saddened to learn that Lesley Duncan died last March, she was 66.

Lesley Duncan website

Another milestone

My son's thirtieth birthday.



Happy Birthday son.

Mazey Day again

It's 8am and it's cold and raining. Time to revisit Mazey Day.

Shots of the flags on the promenade from various years.

Canadian Medical Association Journal

As Christmas creeps upon us again, it is time to remember the Canadian Medical Association Journal.

Pathology in the Hundred Acre Wood: a neurodevelopmental perspective on A.A. Milne became rather famous a while back.

Every December issue has a holiday review, containing such gems.

The Sasktoon Clamp is a classic.

The definition of 'double blind' design is hilarious.

Welcome

I see that nice Mr Chris Wild of Retronautical fame has linked my name to my blog.

Welcome to all that have strayed here.

It is the result of my wanderings both virtual and real.

I hope you find things to interest and amuse you.

Comic Art

Another of my random voyages through the web turned up the image below.



There is an interesting discussion on the Kitsune Noir blog.

It brings back memories of going up to Sheffield and Rotherham to see my Gran, uncles, aunts and cousins. One of my cousins had a big stack of American pulp comics, I'd never seen anything like them before and was totally blown away by them.

I haven't been up there for a while but thanks to the magic of Google street view I have taken a virtual walk down the street where my Gran used to live.

Time

Source

Musing on the subject of time and wandering around on the internet yielded the wonderful image above.

I Googled a quote from Star Trek 7 and found a poem by Delmore Schwartz. The last verse is below.

Each minute bursts in the burning room,
The great globe reels in the solar fire,
Spinning the trivial and unique away.
(How all things flash! How all things flare!)
What am I now that I was then?
May memory restore again and again
The smallest color of the smallest day:
Time is the school in which we learn,
Time is the fire in which we burn.

Today is my Birthday

Happy birthday to me!

Peter Callesen

Just sent someone a link to Peter Callesen's webpage amazing artwork.

Alive But Dead

Holding on to Myself