From the CD booklet:
I try to avoid having “background music” in my life because wherever and whenever music is played, I am compelled to listen. I can't read a book if music pours from a nearby radio. I can't focus on someone’s conversation while a record is playing. Work on a computer with an MP3 player plugged into my ears is impossible. Finally, I resist the persistent efforts of the “easy listening” that pervades restaurants, hotel elevators, clothing stores and railway station restrooms to manipulate my mood. Yes, in respect to all of these I will henceforth feign deafness and scowl in defiance!
In contrast, jostling for your attention herein are some reflections on the Highland Clearances in Scotland in the 18th century, insomnia and the consequent imaginary enumeration of sheep, an aspiration to a moonlit elopement, deeds of impish devilry, dazzling daylight and Dionysian revels, husbandry and parenthood, loves won, lost, aborted, discarded and half-remembered, gods invented or merely imagined, and the mantras of self-help gurus.
None of which I trust, dear friend, will assault our ears as we push our trolleys around the supermarket isles.
Bridge Of Canny