In The Midst of Winter

So I had a problem. I felt like a peach. But aspired to be a coconut. Unsurprisingly, I concluded I was ill-equipped for life, doomed to feel exposed to outside variables. It felt like an unstoppable blizzard was constantly blowing through me. My mind was full of long, dark winter days. And peaches don't fare well in winter.

This is not one of those “let’s-see-how-these-folk-tunes-sound-on-our-quaint-early-music-instruments” recordings. The literature from Scotland, Ireland, and Wales is taken, for the most part, from published sources in the 18th and early 19th centuries and expertly played by Montreal-based Ensemble La Cigale on appropriate instruments in what was called, even then, “the Scots drawing room style.”