I grow weary of Boyo's diaries. The constantly doubled consonants in Anna Chancellor's name tire my eyes.
Instead I've taken to his record collection. Long abandoned by their owner, these discs of trembling ebony sing beneath my fingernails.
I have concluded that the finale of Sir Malcolm Arnold's 5th Symphony is a sour commentary on Wozzeck - Berg not Büchner.
Listen, and tell me what you think.
2 comments:
It must be her dimpled chin that leaves him moonstruck.
True. I'd like to park my bike in it, know what I'm saying?
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