The Listening Log

From Fred Astaire’s tap shoes to Seamus Heaney’s loughs via Cocteau Twins, a reminder that everything is equal when you’re really listening.

The Brit Awards in Manchester. Big names. Even bigger bleeps.

Clinging to the lead. Five minutes added. A whistle. A point to the spot. Promotion hopes wobble but refuse to die..

Ben Watt’s North Marine Drive soundtracks a nostalgic mood as albums win over singles and Brazil beckons.

Lee “Scratch” Perry dubs the afternoon while pedestrians drift and a walking challenge quietly triumphs.

Arctic Monkeys have mellowed, Daphni’s beats distract from traffic woes, and Sylvia Plath’s sharp words wake you up—better than any caffeine boost during Manchester’s chaos!

Rediscovering old tunes is like rummaging through a buffet of nostalgic delights. Bands thought lost in time serve up surprises, making you grateful for musical indigestion!

Classical music titles are so long they could double as a novel! Meanwhile, my dog’s stroll turns Marvin Gaye’s tunes into a posh canine affair. Life’s oddly amusing!

Ringo Starr’s country album is a delightful surprise, proving that even legends like him can keep it simple. Meanwhile, seasoned bands tour on nostalgia, and Bessie Smith’s jazzy charm unexpectedly brightens the mood.