A time of reflection, a time to reminisce, but also perhaps, a time to look forward, but definitely a time to walk the dogs.
Saturday, July 16, 2005
London
I listened to the first night of the Proms last night, Tippett's Oratorio A Child of our Time. What an apt piece to play following the recent bombings. All about fanaticism. Lovely singing and some built in Negro sprituals.
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