After months of posting this kind of music, friends have begged for a smidgeon of ‘bouncy winter music’ to chase away the crispy cobwebs.
Musicals (of a non-Bollywood variety) usually find me taking to the hills, but I must concede a soft-spot for Barbra Streisand.
Earnest discussions on the pros- and cons of Streisand’s ‘over-emoting’ and head-quivering rampage, but for now I can bear it.
Ask me again in a year or two.
So here’s something raucous, before a return to the solemn guitar-plucking and Northern sea-horizon gazing: