Last night, we dragged ourselves away from watching the history of ‘Are You Being Served’ and, after a massage, listened to the whole of this wonderful piece of music. I used to listen to it at the flat at Kensington Road while I was going to sleep. Sandy pointed out that it was far too triumphant to be any good for dozing off to and I think she’s right. But I used to do it!
And there’s still something completely captivating about this incredible Requiem that hits me at a deep down emotional level. It resonates with me at an elemental level and seems to capture all the joy, disappointment and struggle of being human in liquid form.
