This is where my thoughts pool as a reservoir of miscellany and peculiarity. It's actually not my brain that's dripping -- it's my soul that's leaking.
It's really no big deal.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Dvorak's Violin Concerto
Once every five years, I must listen to Dvorak's Violin Concerto. And hey!...I found Milstein, whose tone makes me very happy. And hey!...I found the Pittsburgh in the late fifties, whose tone makes me very happy.