once I get into the music, my ear simply ignores perhaps clubbing it with all the other background noise
I started in settings that were more humble.
We used to get top class HM relays from AIR Sangli and would tune in , after climbing on to our terrace.
Somewhere down the line, we would lose the relay , in a gradual manner- as though dissolving into the beautiful dark night- and then it would re appear slowly and softly.
But our minds would keep the raga intact - with a continuity of its own.
Monsoons would be greater fun , with the sound of Heavens crackling and thundering.
I miss them all in these hygenic studio recordings.