Another reason to drink.
There I was reading the increasingly depressing news on the computer, all the while listening to music from King FM out of Seattle, when the chirpy host announced an aria from Dido and Aeneas by Purcell as sung by Renee Flemming.
Whoopty Doo I thought. A most favorite aria of mine.
And I listened
and I started to yell back at the computer, which is something I normally limit to the telly.
So when the cut was over I rushed to my collection of CDs to find my version of this aria as sung by Janet Baker, and I played it full volume--I have no neighbors--to find out if i were crazy or not.
I am not. Janet is far superior to Renee.
So why the drinking you might ask.
That comes from the fact that I have nobody to share this with.
When Chuck was alive we used to have "discussions" about music, about performers and certainly about singers.
He might not have agreed with me--although I think he would--but he would have been there to argue the case, for and against.
Now I have nobody, and so I pour me another glass of cheap wine and write a post.
Whoever thought that good music could lead to indulgence.