So, I consider myself stretched musically coming to you today from sunny Baltimore. Last night Stu brought over the original cast dvd of Into the Woods, which I had never seen, and mightily enjoyed. Can I just say: those lyrics...Sondheim is brilliant.
This morning, while the car window was being repaired and I was getting ready, I listened to Beethoven's String Quartet No. 12, and the adagio of No. 14. It's some pretty complex stuff-- so beautiful, but you couldn't exactly call late Beethoven cheery. The poor guy couldn't hear.
Oh, and I'm wearing bright red ballet flats. They are making up for Beethoven's lack of cheer.