Boring music- 2

I have been taken to task for omitting to mention the composer of the piece which languishes below.  Mea culpa.  I was busy with the sick bag.


No, it isn't Michael Nyman.  No, it isn't John Adams nor Philip Glass, nor Gorecki, nor yet even Vangelis.


It is actually Schubert, on this showing the unacknowledged Father of Minimalism - his Notturno, from the Piano Trio D897.


And forgive me, but I think it is bilge.  It is the sort of stuff which gives music a bad name.  Nothing happens.  There is no development, no progression, and no argument.  There is just a silly little irritating motif which repeats over an ever more florid succession of piano arpeggios. It is, in short, wallpaper for the ears.


The only good thing you can say about it is that it would better than gas if you were having a tooth out. But only just.