Hearing of Brian Wilson's death yesterday my immediate thought was of the duophonic - ie fake stereo - cassette of Pet Sounds which had been my regular companion on late-night walks in the early eighties, slotted into one of the bulky Walkmans of the day. Water was an integral part of the scene - no, not a surf-tormented shore but a loch, centrepiece of the local country park, which I would circle.
