This is a story about listening to your inner voice. Fear not, this column has not become about life coaching. But it’s all relevant. I got sent some chocolate this week, in the form of a record, a 7in ‘vinyl’ single. ‘I think you can play it,’ I gaily said. ‘No you can’t,’ said someone who will remain nameless and fancies themselves an aficionado. ‘Oh,’ I said, feeling deeply stupid, as if I’d watched too much Willy Wonka. ‘You can’t play a chocolate record,’ they added, ‘because it’d ruin the needle.’
Subdued, I snapped into this thick disc of 70% cocoa chocolate and ate it. The chocolate maker (from ‘bean to music’ they class themselves), Nadalina, is from Split in Croatia, and the man behind it, and on the record, is Marinko Biškić, a former singer in a punk band.
