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Maude Nificent on Nostr: šŸ‘‚ life with a fren who won’t wear hearing aids cos all she can hear is her own ...

šŸ‘‚ life with a fren who won’t wear hearing aids cos all she can hear is her own breathing etc
(i think this partly an ā€œon the spectrum issueā€ šŸ¤” i’m all ā€œdinner is a time for conversation/communionā€ and she is all ā€œturn the tv up i can hear myself chewingā€)
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anyway, since she retired completely it has been relentlessly loud tv… šŸ“ŗ
not just the volume up but watching shows that are inherently loud.
i hide in my room to minimise the aggravation, but of course the walls are simply two sheets of plasterboard with an echo chamber between them…

anyway, last night i said i might emerge from my room and socialise if we could have the tv off for a while…

this morning has been lovely and quiet (silence is also a sound, i say)

then fren returns from op shop expedition for books to read, with a vinyl record. it’s a world record club 1950s masterpiece called ā€œbless this houseā€.šŸ™„
could i find this on my apple streaming service?

well yes, of course. it has been ā€œre-masteredā€ but seriously not to my taste.
and it’s currently playing at a ridiculous volume so fren can hear it. šŸ™„

ongoing case of ā€œthe orange and the greenā€ here, added to which i am not remotely religious at heart. (i do like catholic šŸŽ¶, gregorian chant etc, but not what i like to call her ā€œpagan shitā€. )

i did not know bizet had written an arrangement for agnus dei, and okay, it’s a traditional prayer from the tridentine mass but this score and orchestra version are still imo totally shit and over the top. every track sounds like the soundtrack at the denoument of a 1930s b&w movie

i have told fren it is infinitely better than her old gang show records. šŸŽ­
i might be stretching the truth šŸ˜†

now we are singing onward christian soldiers šŸ˜†
her father always had his own lyrics to hymns, but her mother would not let him share them. nonetheless, fren (with her own special neurodivergent way of walking) is now showing me how her father would march up and down carrying a broom like the cross of jesus to mock the music fren’s mother was playing

much more fun than the tele