Heck. Anything that peaks at #40 on the Swiss charts is more than trivial. 
Floof by the foot!
Winter, 1914. We’re in the trenches of Flanders, and Toodles the trench-cat is reconnoitering No-Hooman’s-Land for signs of enemy movement.
[checks nervously for opposable thumbs]
towards the end of his life, igor stravinsky took off in a new direction after several years of plying the same groove until he realized he and his compositions had become irrelevant. this piece is arguably his last masterpiece. both austere and florid, looking forward while quoting his past, requiem canticles are stirring and beautiful and a worthy piece for the end of this year.
ETA - on Youtube, too.
A brilliant piece. He was a magician when it came to switching gears and projecting other idioms. Here’s something for modern dance, about a decade prior to Canticles:
Back to UC:
Two good memes in front, and two pretty Xmas tree kitties at the end.
https://www.instagram.com/p/CJPtzKMlYwb/?igshid=15u7gv62tyfhg
Mine kitteh also liketh to sleep under the tree. Each time we’d put presents under it this year, while she was laying there, she acted truly offended.
How can you say no? You can’t.
I hope they name the keetoom RICO.
