It's Sunday afternoon and I am in full flow of my weekly chores. The food shop for the week ahead has been done, a couple of washing machine loads have spun, and I have trimmed the hedges on my driveway. I am doing my best to coordinate the chaos of clothes in every corner of my house.
Not only is it time for this afternoon's Prom, but also time for a bite to eat. Thus far, it's just the filter coffee and chocolate brownie I had at Ness Gardens with my family earlier in the day. There are some eggs and avocado left over from last week, so I decide on these on toast for a late lunch.
We are back to Gateshead this afternoon, and with a name familar from a Prom earlier in the week: Sean Shibe. This time he is in his usual acoustic guise, playing a lovely classical guitar piece (12 Caprices by James Dillon) to start.
Next up is Bel canto, sung by Cassandra Miller. It's a bit zany, and puts me in mind of some of Yoko Ono's work which, if I'm honest, isn't my cup of tea.
The interval is filled for us radio listeners by a bit of Debussy, and we hear from Pierre Boulez via the BBC archives, as a taster of what is to come in the second half.
From the beginning, it is clear that Le marteau sans maître is going to be another erratic piece. It sounds like a cloud of flute, glockenspiel, and the odd string arc. Each to their own, but to me it is too abstract to understand. Not something I would listen to for personal enjoyment, I'm afraid!
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