Ine if a series of rather faceless Scandinavian combis that came in vogue at the turn of the century when I certainly wasn't inclining to music like this. Dipping my toes this morning I wasn't persiaded that I'd been missing much. It sounds like wallpaper to me. Apologies for being judgemental. But as I move towards my Sixties, it does happen.
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