When last I posted, my Mr. Beanesque happy plan was to retreat to diversion-free land/space/time with my beloved Matt and finally hear what Richard and Michelle have brought us from the most gifted tunecrooner in planet Earth's history.
Mr. Bean, indeed...
Last night for two hours, between coming home wasted from work and going to bed to get up for work, instead of celebrating with Matt's exquisiteness (to borrow Michelle's accurate descriptor), I was treated to a carpet cleaner installed on a van running, no, ROARING, the WORLD's MOST DEAFENING GENERATOR from which there was no escape and no hearing Matt.
Tonight I hoped for better, but it is the annual AIR SHOW above and all around my apartment building, which will run from this evening through Sunday evening. I don't know why they call it euphemistically, "AIR SHOW". Air doesn't make NOISE, NOISE, and more NOISE!!!
This is deafening, and the F-something war makers that are whirling and twirling and spiraling their deafeningness above and around my apartment complex are not AIRY, and it's not fair-y that I'm not listening to only our Terry right now.
But I do have him playing anyway, so every time the F-somethings disappear for a few minutes (only to BLAST back again in a short time), I am getting to hear Matt. And I love what I'm hearing.
"I'll Be Around" is on now. If I wasn't already head over heels in love with Matt, I would be now, even with F-somethings competing with his wondrous voice.
Previously, the F-somethings gave way long enough so I could hear "I Suddenly" and "It's Only a Paper Moon"....and did I ever swoon!
BLASTING again, and now I'm hearing what is certainly one of my NEW FAVORITE recordings of Matt's:
"What Makes a Sunset?" 
BEAUTIFUL!
Thank you Matt and Michele and Richard and musicians, arrangers, producers, engineers, et al.
These are wondrous blessings, even with the F-somethings shattering my eardrums now and then.
"I've Got You Under My Skin" sounds fantastic!
Oh oh! Here come the old WWII fighter planes that are probably flying on borrowed time. They sound like the rubber band in the engine is going to snap as they reach my building. Time to grab valuables and get ready to run out when they hit the building. Grabbing all my Matt CDs first.....oh no, here they come! Building's shaking...
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..........so the CD arrived on the correct date, that would be a miracle over here 
