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The brain of a drummer

I'm not sure whether I "hear the hidden rhythms of everyday life," but I often find myself keeping the beat to any number of ambient sounds, from the seat belt alarm in my car (which rings exactly 50 times) to the second hand of a wall clock: The Brain of a Drummer . Even now, while proofreading this entry, I found myself tapping my finger against my thumb to an inaudible rhythm in my brain.

All this and World War I, too*

People sometimes ask me what music I'm listening to these days. My music funds are somewhat more--restricted--than they were when I had a full-time job. I don't remember the last time I bought a CD or even made a purchase from iTunes. Yet occasionally an album does force its way into my awareness, and often it is through that cheapskate's guide to music known as YouTube. I recently came across PJ Harvey's latest record, Let England Shake , which was released in February. Anyone much younger or much older than I probably has no idea who PJ Harvey is. She was the iconoclastic banshee of 90s Alternative rock--a sexually charged, guitar-playing front woman for her eponymous blues band. The PJ Harvey of Let England Shake bears little resemblance to that woman. Let England Shake is a concept album about World War I as experienced by the English--not exactly the subject matter of a platinum seller. But while Harvey's lyrics refer to a particular time and place (e.g., t...