The Fredösphere

I'm listening to Billings right now.  His tune AFRICA is one of the great works of rustic craftsmanship -- crudity without ugliness.  The name is appropriately inappropriate, as the song invokes the naive, optimistic dreams of early Americans, busy founding the New Jerusalem.  You know:  William Penn and his pet lion hard at work, immanentizing the eschaton. Yum, yum. 

I suppose I really need to limit my listenings per hour.  If I stop at one dozen, that would be a sufficient gesture to the spirit of self-restraint, don't you agree?

Here's that album, by His Majestie's Clerkes, directed by Paul Hillier.  If you don't know Billings, spend a couple of minutes with the sound excerpts.