An Inappropriate Opening.

I just found a new piece by Dead Can Dance. It’s as deep, original and slightly mind-blowing as most pieces by DCD. And it’s accompanied by a picture of a beautiful mediaeval tapestry in vibrant reds, greens and golds.

So what does YouTube give me as a foreword? (Or should that be ‘prologue’ even? Maybe it would be a prologue if I didn’t employ the ‘Skip Ad’ button…) They give me an ad aimed at people who think that driving a new white Nissan racily through neonine city streets somehow makes them more significant.

Sad, isn’t it?

(And I just coined a new adjective: ‘neonine.’ I’m not sure that I like it. It isn’t as good as the noun ‘iddite,’ but it’s better than the verb ‘to prioritise.’ I’ll see how it stands the test of time.)