I was watching the telly last night, as you do (but I don't very much). There wasn't much on, until I found that the Proms was being shown and last night they were screening a Mozart night. So I thought to myself, "I'll have some o'that".
It wasn't long before I realised I had no idea which movement I was listening to (or watching) of whatever piece was being played...so I sort of grumbled for a bit, supped at my wine, rolled a fag and pondered...
Do I wait until it finishes and then try to remember to pay attention when the suited person appears and tells us what we were watching, and how good it was, and how the musician has done so well, and how good they are with their instrument etc. Do I grab my mobile and punch in the old Shazam numbers (er, 2580 I think) or do I just give up?
Or.....!!!
Do I press the red button?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!
Woooooooooooooooooooooohaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!! Finally!!!!
A use for the red button!!!
I couldn't believe it - the songs of angels raptured about my head (that's an odd way of trying to get across the point that it was one of those "Alleluihhya" moments)! Pennies could be heard dropping from five miles away! It was a happening I never thought I'd be able to share....the red button coming into its own!
So I pressed it.......nothing happened........then something did........then it appeared, disappeared, switched screen format and finally settled down.
I sat back and smiled, feeling all warm inside.
The title and movement of the piece was displayed neatly across the bottom of the screen.
Bloody brilliant!
Thursday, August 17, 2006
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