Incongrous Evocation.

Isn’t it interesting how we come to associate certain pieces of music with certain themes or experiences, even when they have nothing to do with one another?

The second Julie Fowlis track on my playlist is the first one on her album Uam, and I was in the habit of playing that album when I was reading Kafka’s The Trial last winter. So even though it's a Gaelic song and the title translates as ‘My land is rich,’ I now associate it indelibly with the stuffy offices and seedy hovels of pre-war Prague.