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French Suites: BWV 812-817 (Signature Series (ABRSM))
French Suites: BWV 812-817 (Signature Series (ABRSM))
by J. S. Bach
Edition: Sheet music
Price: £9.76

5.0 out of 5 stars Some incredible and overlooked BACH, 23 July 2013
The French Suites are truly fascinating works and require much concerntration and endeavor - they are not for the feint of heart. This edition is very visually and tactically satisfying. It is a pleasant object, full of wonderful worlds of music to be explored. The french suites are challenging and dark, but feature some moments of glorious clarity, heartbreak and bizarre anachronism. If you are an Einaudi or Rachmaninoff boff then stay away - this will be wasted on you.

There could be slightly better clarification on some of the ornaments - though elaborately annotated, they could be explained a little more fully, and some are a little ambiguous.


Papercrafting In No Time (In No Time (Cico Books))
Papercrafting In No Time (In No Time (Cico Books))
by Clare Youngs
Edition: Paperback
Price: £14.99

4 of 11 people found the following review helpful
1.0 out of 5 stars Not worth the money, 31 Oct 2011
From the cover, this book looked really inspiring and I was looking forward to some new and interesting craft projects. There are plenty of projects in this book, but a lot of them require materials that aren't so easy to come by. Also, the pictures of the completed projects look pretty cr*p - you can see wonky edges on paper projects and they just look really amateur. Not very inspirting at all sorry!


The Third Policeman (Harper Perennial Modern Classics)
The Third Policeman (Harper Perennial Modern Classics)
by Flann O'Brien
Edition: Paperback
Price: £6.29

5 of 5 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars If you're worth your salt, you'll read this, 16 April 2010
Whenever I try to explain what this book is about to anyone, I cannot do the task justice. It is in part a thriller, a murder mystery, a dark comedy and a philosophical journey. It is self conscious and absurdist, but speaks greater sense than any book that immediately springs to my mind.

There is no point in explaining the story, as it is a faint one, providing a vehicle for settings and wonderful moments, that seemingly stretch into infinity. Remember when you were a child and things seemed to have a less definitive form, and the world was more ready to confess it's dream-like nature? This book captures that. It is a book about form and formlessness and the nature of all things, as experienced through the agony of being a living thing.

The most significant feature this book has to offer is the way it is written. Flann O'Brien is compared to James Joyce not without good cause, amidst the swathes of irony, suggestion and paradox there is a distinctly Irish tone to a book that was way ahead of its time, and probably benefited from its initial refusal at the publishers desk.
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