Whenever Fairport Convention's instrumental, "Tokyo," comes to mind, I speed up whatever task I'm doing. It doesn't matter if I have a deadline in one minute or the rest of my life to complete whatever I'm working on. Something about the urgency of the Celtic-style fiddling and modern-for-1973 guitar playing makes me start typing as though the keyboard is about to sink into quicksand.
I need to publish this quickly before the power goes out. Admittedly, there's no sign of rain, but the rush-rush-rush nature of "Tokyo" has me thinking that could change at any second.
