This year started on a anomalous weather note: on 3 January it was 14*C in the north of England and as dusk fell, birds sang.
A May evening had seemingly supplanted the winter and we dared not hope this meant an early summer.
Our predictions were right and whispers of snow over the weekend and degrees 15 below zero abound.
Oddly, last weekend brought us to a deliciously mild Aberdeen, replete with blue skies and crisp breezes.
The sea was an opaque sheet of blue and the waves brushed the shore soundlessly.
Back over the border and the bloated grey skies loom overhead.
Which makes it perfect weather for the following tracks.
In keeping with my book and film hoard, the tracks are predominantly by musicians from Scandinavia – there is a certain genre that is both haunting and profound that I simply love.
The following are but a few, and are best taken with hot coffee and burnt bagels.