Scarab 073 Hector

People in different cultures call strangers by different names, especially if they have managed to annoy or disappoint those people, and those people have happened to be working class. ‘Buddy’ is a common N. Am. such mode of address; in England a stranger identified by his speech may be called ‘Jock’; in Glasgow—well, only working class Glasgow—‘Jimmy’ might have been the generic appellation of choice at one time. In my father’s idiom, the term was ‘Hector’. Here, Hector is a kind of rollicking sonatina. I’m not sure why I called it that, nd there’s every possibility that I’ve used the title before, becuae I feel that I have, and I haven’t fully catalogued all of my pieces yet (although there can’t be too far short of a couple of thousand of them by now). What was I thinking about while I was playing this?—Mostly reminding myself to breathe, because if I forget to, then my oxygen-starved brain is going to screw up a lot.