I happen to love these two works of music by Czech composer Leos Janácek, from his piano cycle of thirteen pre-WWI pieces called “On an Overgrown Path.” I love that evocative title. They fit the somber mood of the present … Continue reading →
‘TWAS THE BLOGGER’S NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS ‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the ”˜sphere Bloggers were glad to see Christmas draw near. Their laptops were turned off and all put away The bloggers were swearing to take off … Continue reading →
My favorite composer is Chopin. My love for his music began when I was a four-year-old child in dance class, although I didn’t know it was Chopin at the time. All I knew was that the music I heard—performed on … Continue reading →
In the Natalie Wood thread, commenter “Adrian” rightly wonders: I’m not sure I quite get your complaint. I’m certainly sympathetic to your reverence for the classics. I live off them. I don’t watch television and see very few new movies. … Continue reading →
I’d planned a long post on what’s happening today, as the Pelosi Congress wheels and deals and tries to pass its gargantuan health care reform bill that, if implemented, would radically change this country in ways that promise to be … Continue reading →
Who are “they?” The Left. What war? Vietnam. What battle? The one that determines who gets to write history. It’s said that history is written by the winners, and that’s true. But Vietnam just may have been the first war … Continue reading →
Now that I’ve become a rapacious capitalist self-promoter, I want to point out that I’ve added an Amazon button to the right sidebar, underneath the PayPal button. Call that area the neo-neocon mini-mall. This means that, whenever you want to … Continue reading →
…I’d like to show you another ad featuring children. Yesterday I criticized this one about man-made global warming. It features a child actress, and is designed to appeal to children especially, and to frighten them into pressuring their parents to … Continue reading →
In a recent Charles Krauthammer piece, he compares Obama’s dithering on Afghanistan to the wavering of Shakespeare’s Hamlet: …[Obama in his role as] commander in chief, young Hamlet, frets, demurs, agonizes. His domestic advisers, led by Rahm Emanuel, tell him … Continue reading →
I read Orwell’s masterful dystopic political vision 1984 when I was about twelve years old, old enough to get what it was aiming at but young enough to be especially frightened by some of its most memorable images, which have … Continue reading →
If you want to take a break and watch a glorious dancer you’ve probably never heard of, take a look at a 1979 clip of Lynn Seymour performing the bedroom scene from Macmillan’s “Romeo and Juliet” with David Wall’s Romeo, … Continue reading →
Studying the Polanski brouhaha, and most especially reading the columns and comments of his defenders and champions, puts me in mind of certain Romantic heroes and artists of old. I refer to the poet whose exploits—sexual and otherwise—were famous in … Continue reading →