Sunday, July 06, 2008
Of course, like all right thinking people, I don't listen to The Archers for fear of losing my reason. (For my American readers, it is a radio soap about farmers, or, as it used to be called, 'an everyday story of country folk'.). But I have just found myself sitting with the omnibus edition entering my left ear in analogue and my right ear in digital. The slight lag between the two heightens the already madly heightened surrealism of the drama. The dialogue seemed to go as a follows: 'Digester, digester, digester.....', 'Digester... digester,' 'Digester!' What or who is this frigging digester? I don't want to know but I feel I should.
Posted by Bryan Appleyard at 10:16 am