The seventy-fifth album: #75 Nina Simone - Wild is the Wind
It's nice to have a gentler album in a stretch of albums that feels quite rock-inspired and seems set to add more of that. Nina Simone's somewhat sombre voice sounds amazing on this, drawing attention to itself and not needing much accompaniment. The lyrics of the songs come out well, their tone and mood working better with those.
While powerful, Nina SImone's voice never goes large. It's strong, conveying sadness and anger, but it stays constrained in a way that works well to get that message across too. It's a great combination that I've mostly just enjoying everywhere.
The fourty-first book: #41 Tristram Shandy - Laurence Sterne
I didn't get today's novel. There were a lot of digressions, comments on the contents of the book itself - I swear every other chapter started with a comment on the start of a chapter - and a lot of other things that distracted from the novel, to the point where I lost the plot repeatedly and had to try to catch myself up each time. That got me several times, unfortunately, and I think I mentally gave up after a while.
The other issue I have with the book is the semi-conversational style, often with the reader, and that's written in a way that I felt was difficult to keep track of. So yeah, I guess in the end I just didn't care.