Andy rested comfortably…..as did I.⁸A Baroque master, an Italian composing for the manic depressed Spanish king. He was there to cheer a king if he could. Or a cat, which is fair enough all these years later.Spynky the soon to be dead fly stopped by to dance a fly dance.Time to lie back and listen to the largo movemen. This Boccherini is one I forgot amuses, delights, turns into something a lot more than you remember or expect. I’d eat to this, though it isn’t “Tafelmusik” as far as I know.With 5000-6000 music CDs and no way to play them for years, I put off spending $$$$ for a really fancy player. “You’ll be dead before you get the use if it….” Then, for a fifth the cost and more, this Phillips “boombox” appeared on Amazon Prime. At that price, manufactured by the company that made my catscan machine and the portable digital X-ray at my hospital and everywhere, plus developed the CD technology in the beginning, I felt it, this playerr was worth a chance. It turns out to reproduce sound beautifully!
“Whoeeyeehahaaa!” Hey, my musical tastes are, if anything, eclectic! Love mariachi. Love Gamelan orchestra, love African pop, love jazz, love music, no matter where it come from…the depths of the Roman Catholic Church archives, Hildegard von Bingen, Beethovan, Miles Davis and J.S. Bach, Hayden, Delibes, Rossini… all of it! Klezmar, Ottoman Empire and classical Egyptian stars, and Germanic drinking songs!! “Ein prosit, ein prosit, der Gemuetlichkeit!” I got enough Bier in my a time or two to join in on THAT one!
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