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| He Left Too Much Unsaid, RTomens, 2026 |
Hey, kids, there's going to be nothing left unsaid here! Nothing! Nothing, that is, except what I don't want to say...or can't think of saying...and..OK, OK...that may not leave much.
First a word (or two) about the piece above. You'll be THRILLED to hear that I'm back on The Beast (or Olympia typewriter, as it's commonly known). Which is different from a beast with two backs, as you know. I don't know why I thought that (yes, I do; I combined 'beast' with being 'back'). It's my back that's been the problem, caused, I think, by too much typing. So I gave it a rest and...guess what? It didn't seem to help. It may have improved things but the proof of that particular pudding will come after a few weeks spent typing again. I'll let you know...because I know you're concerned about my wellbeing.
You like music? Of course you do! But what kinds of music you like I can't second guess so I can only say I'm enjoying this series IMMENSELY. You might not even think it's 'music' but what the hell it's good to expand your horizon, sonically. The Murmure Intemporel page contains lots of great music, including a bunch of recordings by Conrad Schnitzler. Try it. Put it on whilst you're...doing the dishes? Reading?
That's all I have to say, for now.
TTFN!
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