What an odd selection this is. Starting with Evan Parker's circular breathing improv, then Philip Glass — well, OK so far, I guess — but then Stephen Sondheim, and after that an electropop cover of Subterranean Homesick Blues. It's like a series of aural whiplashes. And that's before you even get to good ol' easy-listening Diamanda Galás.
The magazine that had this CD on its cover is now either long-lost or long-"archived" in the loft, so I've no way of telling whether there was any rhyme or reason that bound these pieces together. I guess it's like an old edition of Mixing It but without the awkwardly urbane chatter between tracks that somehow made it work. (Speaking of which, I don't think I have yet marked the very sad death of Mixing It's Robert Sandall, six weeks ago. I caught his final broadcasts on Late Junction, and they were a reminder of the many great programmes he put together.)