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.
Thursday, May 30, 2013
The Unanswered Question -- Ives
A quiet metaphysical musing of strings alternates with the perplexity of brass and the gnomic hysteria of woodwinds.
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