bravely sticking their heads out of their lockdowns (so that you don't have to) in rural aquitaine and wessex, allow molière and the fat lad to be your guides to the apocalypse and the new abnormal.
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bravely sticking their heads out of their lockdowns (so that you don't have to) in rural aquitaine and wessex, allow molière and the fat lad to be your guides to the apocalypse and the new abnormal.
moliere is busy collecting his tithes in his northern estates. but he has not forsaken the listener. rather, he has recorded a choice selection of audio delights from his aquitaine environs - to both delight and to pleasure his devoted followers. marvel - as he and the other (unaccountably still breathing) toffs beat the bracken for the sans culottes! swoon - as his happy serfs gambol merrily in his fields! gasp - at the brazen and seditious mutterings in the marketplace! tremble - as moliere returns to the bouledrome for the very first time since his digit drew the ire of that unruly and ungrateful mob of many episodes ago. all recorded for the discerning audiophile on the very finest seventeenth century working steam-powered analogue reel to reel to real. so kick off your culottes, fix yourself a pernod, nibble on a french fancy, settle back on your chaise lounge, have a bout de souffle gently unwinding in the corner, play a little air accordeon, and be transported to deep france. recommended background balm for everything you might conceivably get up to in life. try it on for size as gentle meditative background for work and for play, for haymaking and for lovemaking and for much ado. this is bliss. and we are not worthy. and we are grateful. the chaps discuss absolutely nothing at all, but normal service will be resumed next time.
molière and the fat lad
bravely sticking their heads out of their lockdowns (so that you don't have to) in rural aquitaine and wessex, allow molière and the fat lad to be your guides to the apocalypse and the new abnormal.