Aimee Mann

I've been mulling over the implications of the internet for the ownership of knowledge and expertise, and the question of where people like ourselves fit into the big flows of these quantities (can we even speak about them in such terms?) across societal groupings in the light of these new media. Mulling so much I'm not sure what to say that can be spat out in a little blog. Need to mull some more. Or produce a long series of them. Or defer to cleverer people.

So let me just for now share this, possibly surprising news to those who hear the fearsome sounds that sometimes accompany my work in room 406, that this evening I am enjoying very much Aimee Mann's "Bachelor No 2", songs full of darkness, passion and intensity that comes across in the finely and carefully crafted words and the measured arrangements and is only enhanced by the understatement of the singing; strategies for lasting effect. Potent.

Normal service resumed soon.