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I have to admit I only made it through eight hours of the twelve on the monks chanting, but I'm poking my nose into a lot of the very loooong relaxing and sleeping pieces. It strikes me that the downside of disdaining to own a stereo hampers me in my general interest in soothing background sounds. It isn't that I don't love music. I certainly do. But most of it barges in where I'm busy when I prefer it simply fill in to take the edge off what aggravates me.
