I plan to fisk James Comey’s interview with Chris Wallace later today or perhaps tomorrow, but right now I want to say something else about it. I couldn’t actually watch Comey or listen to the whole interview. That’s probably a … Continue reading →
This is a rare treat, a video featuring Suzanne Farrell of the New York City Ballet in Balanchine’s great work “Concerto Barocco” to the music of Bach. Farrell was about 21 years old in this performance, and she was a … Continue reading →
Of course, it helps to have Shakespeare writing your lines. But still, words – even Shakespeare’s – are not enough to convey the experience (one that some deny, but that does truly exist) of love at first sight. Not just … Continue reading →
Posting is a bit late today. One reason is that this morning I heard of the death of an old friend I hadn’t really seen in many years. The death was expected – I already knew this person was very … Continue reading →
I’ve watched Dancing With the Stars for a season or two a few years ago, and haven’t viewed it in ages. But I’m well aware of the brouhaha around the fact that execrable dancer Sean Spicer, former press secretary of … Continue reading →
I’m an extremely mediocre singer with no technique at all, although I once took a short series of voice lessons during which my teacher managed to say that my singing voice was “not unpleasant.” Faint praise, indeed. So I have … Continue reading →
I already know that I’m not. Some people like me exceptionally well. But I think most people find me a trifle odd. Maybe not just a trifle. And now I know why. I don’t fit this profile at all, and … Continue reading →
New song lyrics by Gerard Vanderleun. It helps to know the original. Actually, I think the Age of Hysteria may have dawned quite some time ago. But that’s a minor quibble. Also, let me add that I think it’s cold … Continue reading →
…for a beautiful weekend, here’s a photo I took the other day at the ocean:
Continue reading →I’m a big “High Noon” fan, and one of the best things about the movie is the music. It runs throughout the entire film, sometimes as a ballad with lyrics, sometimes as the wordless theme on which many variations are … Continue reading →
I read George Orwell’s Nineteen Eighty-Four when I was about twelve years old. You might say that’s too early to truly understand it. And if you said that, you’d probably be right. But even then, I understood it well enough. … Continue reading →
I’ve posted clips of the Russian folk dance company known as the Moiseyev before. A signature move in a few of their dances is a quick scurry of the feet that gives the illusion of the dancer being on wheels … Continue reading →