Thursday, May 08, 2008

At our place in Greenford, there’s an exceptionally large garden, but it’s almost completely overgrown, having been abandoned for the better part of a decade. It’s strewn with molehills, anthills and knotty and ineradicable tufts of grass; and what used to be the vegetable patch is now just a tangled and impenetrable mass of brambles. Nevertheless, over the weekend, we managed to clear a few square feet of old patio. We can, we will, defeat nature! Failing that, a barbecue will do…

But all that rampant, ungovernable growth is impressive, even faintly scary. So, in honour of the “force that through the green fuse drives the flower”, here’s Song of the Earth, about monumental composer John Luther Adams.

And, talking of terrifying, here’s the Sacrificial Dance from Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring:


Barrington said...

Glad to see ya posting more!

Now get back to tending your Arcadian wonderland.

lee said...

jeesh, there's no pleasing some peoples