
It's almost an old album now - at least Rachael's battered copy that I found is. Wonderful to rediscover an artist / band after a break from listening. Unfortunately, every time I listen to the flute solo in Gethsemane I cannot help but pictre Bill Bailey astride the conductor's podium demonstrating the ficticious and enchantingly aloof qualities of the transverse orchestral flute, conjuring up visions of titanic grandeur. "Iceberg! Dead ahead!"
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