I had a pretty long week this week — I can hardly remember the 9 AM section I taught on Monday. It only hit me for real when I had some coffee. I felt like one of those cartoon motors getting extra gas after having run dry. Putt-putt-putt-kachung-grrrrrrrrr… putt-putt-putt. If only stimulants didn’t wear off so quickly.
More posting to come soon on Ian Bostridge, Peter Pears, and other singers.