I was woken early this morning because Gem got up before her alarm went off and forgot to disable it before getting in the shower. At 5:50am her alarm clock switched on Radio 1 (ugh) and started playing music at me.
More specifically it played this:
It was not a very good radio and there was a noticable amount of static and warping in the background giving the whole thing an old time, ghostly, fragile feel. I could imagine finding this song on a dusty record, wrapped in an unmarked but creased white paper slip, stored in an attic since the 1930's. It was an absolutely enchanting (and impossible to describe) way to be woken up. At the time I just wished it could last forever, with me half-in half-out of the dream world, listening to music from another time.
The moment was ruined only by the radio presenter bursting in at the end ("Good morning and welcome to radio 1, listeners! On the phone we've got Barry from Barnet with a request!"). I have listened to the song about a dozen times today and although I preferred how it sounded coming through a really cheap, badly tuned radio I still think it is quite beautiful.
Just thought I'd share a little moment from my life with the world, because hey! What's a blog for if I can't be all self-indulgent every now and again.
More specifically it played this:
It was not a very good radio and there was a noticable amount of static and warping in the background giving the whole thing an old time, ghostly, fragile feel. I could imagine finding this song on a dusty record, wrapped in an unmarked but creased white paper slip, stored in an attic since the 1930's. It was an absolutely enchanting (and impossible to describe) way to be woken up. At the time I just wished it could last forever, with me half-in half-out of the dream world, listening to music from another time.
The moment was ruined only by the radio presenter bursting in at the end ("Good morning and welcome to radio 1, listeners! On the phone we've got Barry from Barnet with a request!"). I have listened to the song about a dozen times today and although I preferred how it sounded coming through a really cheap, badly tuned radio I still think it is quite beautiful.
Just thought I'd share a little moment from my life with the world, because hey! What's a blog for if I can't be all self-indulgent every now and again.
