Light to Darkness
Moon Maiden. I appreciate that there aren’t all that many reasons for having a good Solstice. It’s coldish and miserable and it’ll probably rain later, when you’d like to have that seasonal Bonfire of the Inanities you’ve been planning for months. And any time now we’ll have a dangerous clown in 10 Downing St. And although the Strumpet is not stupid enough to want to start WWIII, some of the people behind his wretched back are cold-blooded psychopaths wot would like nothing better than a jolly old spring cleaning. Still. A Solstice is a Solstice, even this one which ushers in the declining of the light. Listen to the Moon Maiden, who makes the tides dance and the flowers grow. Resist. Bite. Stay as groovy as you can, for it annoys Mike Pompino and Barmy Bolton. And Henry Kissinger, of course.
Have some music, too:
Tom Lehre’s We’ll All Go Together When We Go
Tom Lehre’s So Long MoM
Martha Argerich. Chopin Four Nocturnes.
Brigitte Engerer Chopin – Nocturne Op. 9, No. 1 in B-flat minor