Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song?

Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song?

But Bellenden we needs must praise,
Who as down the stairs she jumps
Sings o'er the hill read more

But Bellenden we needs must praise,
Who as down the stairs she jumps
Sings o'er the hill and far away,
Despising doleful dumps.
- Unattributed Author,

Opera in English is, in the main, about as sensible as baseball in Italian.

Opera in English is, in the main, about as sensible as baseball in Italian.

For discords make the sweetest airs.

For discords make the sweetest airs.

Secretly, I wanted to look like Jimi Hendrix, but I could never quite pull it off.

Secretly, I wanted to look like Jimi Hendrix, but I could never quite pull it off.

Composers shouldn't think too much -- it interferes with their plagiarism.

Composers shouldn't think too much -- it interferes with their plagiarism.

When I speak of the gifted listener, I am thinking of the nonmusician primarily, of the listener who intends to read more

When I speak of the gifted listener, I am thinking of the nonmusician primarily, of the listener who intends to retain his amateur status. It is the thought of just such a listener that excites the composer in me.

the blackberry bees
reorchestrate their chant.

the blackberry bees
reorchestrate their chant.

[T]he music's pure algebra of enchantment.

[T]he music's pure algebra of enchantment.