I'll think of something later

Ten glorious Wednesday afternoons on the Wagner opera that always leaves me feeling whole have flown by, dovelike. I'll confess that mus...

An enforced absence of over three months came to an end on Thursday, when I decided I could hobble sufficiently to take the train and boat b...

The summer course on Parsifal in association with the Wagner Society of Scotland won't have quite ended when I descend to the bottom of...

The TV screen at home has been bright, albeit with plenty of darkness in the tales told, over the past few months. I nearly ugly-cried at th...

On 12 October, I embark on the second batch of ten classes in my Mahler Zoom course, beginning with the grim marches of the Sixth Symphony, ...

Just a few days later, and we could have been walking in the same sunshine, but somewhat less than 32 ° C. No matter; those of the 24 churc...