World Music

The café is relatively empty; only two other chairs are occupied, and one of those is taken by the barista. I suspect this may have something to do with the background noise. When I arrived I thought that I had a headache, but after a few minutes it became apparent that the dull thudding was emanating from the speakers, and studded with the occasional shrill of pan-pipes. It’s called ‘world music’ because no country will claim responsibility.