Mine appeared in the comment (underneath Tom Service's piece) posted on 27 March just after 9am by Caliban1 (aka Yours Truly) here: http://www.guardian.co.uk/culture/to...ok-tom-service
"The isle is full of noises... Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not"
The Tempest, Act III scene 2 ll 148-9
Specially formulated for fly-away Apollinaire ...
But sadly there's no need to invent anything: the adverts I caught this evening were for ...
The Schubert Salon
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b01f503g
The idiocy of the presentation style was highlighted by the excellence of the actual content: Graham Johnson talking about and introducing songs in a manner that was wise, measured, inviting, informative...
"The isle is full of noises... Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not"
The Tempest, Act III scene 2 ll 148-9
What I can't understand is why they don't have a Radio 5- style drumbeat during the sickly adverts. If the plastic naivists want to be cool, surely this is the way to go.
After the Elisabeth Leonskaja recital yesterday we were asked if we'd ever wondered what Chris Evans favourite Schubert piece was,and that we could find out after 10 pm.
Well, has anyone ever wondered what his favourite is ?
"Music is the best means we have of digesting time".
W. H. Auden
Are we talking about the woman with the young but deep-ish voice who's channelling the announcer of Masterchef?
I can't absolutely explain what about her diction so offends me but whatever words she speaks in that tone, all I hear is a sort of greasy self-importance from which I automatically retreat. The voice suggests to me a person I could look at in open horror without impacting on her consciousness at all.
It's a voice that stops me listening; the voice, I regret to say it, of a hawker.
Whether stationary or mobile, hawkers usually advertise by loud street cries or chants, and conduct banter with customers, so to attract attention and enhance sales.
Last edited by hackneyvi; 28-03-12 at 21:48.