Melomania

A quick one. Just back from Cambridge and Ely Folk Festival, which was a lovely few days of indulgence, activity and fun - lots of fun. So, in the mood for music.

Came across Suntrap at the Festival (that link is their MySpace page), and loved them. Will be keeping an eye out for their appearance elsewhere. Have a listen. Be warned, Heavy Metal fans - it's folk...

Rifling through the CDs at home last week I also found Andy Summers' album, Green Chimneys: The Music of Thelonious Monk and bunged it on the ol' ipod - have been listening to it on repeat almost continuously. Funky jazzy technically brilliant wizardry. It's good for train journeys, I've found - particularly ones progressing at a not-very-impressive 25mph behind the Slowest Train in Britain. The "Train Manager" (daft title, poor bloke) kept apologising for the delay in a way that made him sound as if drunk, weeping or possibly both. He was almost incomprehensibly incoherent. Not so sure I'm happy about his managing my train, but am safely (if slowly) home with the tunes of Summers & Monk humming in my ears. So thanks, perhaps, to the drunken weeping Manager.

Finally, nothing to do with music (possibly), but check out this poem by Ian Patterson. It gives me goosebumps and leaves me without words more.