Good morning, all! I slept quite well last night, and I'm ready to head off to the recording office. I got the new lens for my glasses yesterday, so I no longer see the world through a scuffed lens, and the wounds from my fall 10 days ago are nearly healed. Now, if only some work would come in!
My friend John Wallace, who was probably the best trumpet player alive until his retirement last year, is coming to New York this weekend for Tartan Week, and I hope to spend some time gossiping about the notorious recording project and what's up at the Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama, of which he is now the principal. At some point I'm expecting knighthood for this talented fellow.
DR FJL, is THREEPENNY as bad as I;m hearing? From ther gossip, i sounds totally misconceived, as if the director didn't do a bit of research on Brecht or the piece.
TOD: No Zen, no EST, no way!