With a nice bit of forethought – the sort that usually passes me by – I loaded Brian Eno’s Ambient 1: Music for Airports on to my iPod before I went to London for the weekend. I was genuinely quite excited about listening to the album in an airport. I do wonder why I’d not done it before.
Once I got to Flughafen Berlin-Schönefeld, though, my excitement bubble was, rather inevitably, burst.
I guess that airports must’ve been different places in 1978 when Brian Eno made that album. They probably were far more exclusive places; mainly used by rich people, businessmen, and balding arty rock stars. There was no easyJet-style airlines to bring the tone of the place down, for one thing. Fewer pasty-faced families dragging their obnoxious children off on weekend breaks. Minimal security theatre. You could probably smoke cigarettes, too.
All in all, Music for Airports – in its intended environment – doesn’t feel relevant. I think I’ll stick to listening to it at home from now on. I wonder if it ever did feel relevant, though. And, of course, I wonder if I’m wrong: have you listened to it in an airport? How was it for you?