It is so true.
I'm listening to Serenade for Tenor, Horn and Strings (Britten, LSO, Pears, Brain)
I was in a rage this morning due to various annoyances and setbacks; no hot water at home, inability to do simple things like get into the freezer without hurting myself because the second building crew are thoughtless, people standing on my toes in the tube and then glaring at me when I yelped in momentary pain. Which is a shame because I had rather a lot of fun last night, playing Stepmania (Dance Dance Revolution clone for Linux, Mac OS or PC) for a total of about an hour in a night of gaming.
The Britten is really helping. It's just so visceral. I love it (though I do prefer the Dennis Brain/Peter Pears version, especially given that's who Britten had in mind for performing it when he wrote it). The Tennyson, Keats, Ben Johnson et al. fits so well with the music. I can't do it justice in description.
