The Manufacture of a Texas Sonata

[yanni]

If you are not able to answer with yes all the quiz questions, it's because of #2 and 3. (I was in a hurry at the time and I did not check my post thru)!

They should read:

2.Do you know why do people insist calling Edgar "Allan" Poe?
3. Do you know why the US Congress decided, 1901, to buy the Ellis & Allan trading Co archive?

"Kala'nu" (much like your “Col-lon-neh”) in the meantime has disappeared and is not to be found today via google anywhere, excepting my Poe thread, so you might as well skip #1.

Cheers.

[Gilliatt Gurgle]

Another Halloween has passed and how fitting that we should be discussing Ravens, one of many iconic images synonymous with the night of fright. However, the past few months of this year we have witnessed the manufacture of the most frightful image known to us mortal souls, or at least among us Americans since we seem to over indulge ourselves on the occasion of all hallows eve.
A burgeoning conspiratorial specter has reared its ugly head, lurking about, silhouetted by the silver light of the gibbous moon, waxing on about the many masks of Mozart. It is a poltergeist continually poking and prodding us while we try to remain “comfortably numb”, wrapped in our quilt of simple knowledge imparted to us by the sisterhood of the 12 inch ruler. The tick marks by which we measure the facts of Mozart have been embedded in our palms and the realm our skulls.
Throughout the night the Mozartgeist and the great Sith Lord-Ignatius of Azpeitia and their disembodied cronies; Gluck, Voltaire, Jacques de Molay, Diderot, The brothers Grimm, Vanhal, Josef Mysliveček (aka “The Moravian Monster”), von Paradis, Luchesi, JC Bach, Niemetscheck, Cagliostro, Casanova, Don Juan, Lorenzo da Ponte and last but certainly not least-Rousseau (aka St. Germain, Abbe Raynal, Abby Hoffman, Grimm, Jim Morrison, Chastellux, Cocchi),… whew…encircle our homes, ransack our closets, infiltrate forums and ooze out of faucets.

I awoke this morning to witness the rose fingered dawn shedding its serene and peaceful light upon my lawn, bearing witness to the fact that I survived the night. Heading out to greet the sun, I stepped on a Mozartkrugel that fell out of my son’s burlap booty bag. While gnawing on the manufactured delight, my attention was drawn to a mysterious image attached to the front door.
On the back were the words “Mozartgeist war hier” :



Here is a little Halloween fugue:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSAvI...eature=related


Yanni,
Now back to the Raven interlude.
I will answer yes to nos. 2 and 3 based on the following:

Following the death of Poe’s mother, the father having died prior, Poe was adopted by a John Allan and his childless wife. “Allan” refers to the adopted surname of John Allan ?

The Ellis and Allan Trading company archives include Box No. 1-438 which includes “poems, letters and other items pertaining to Edgar Allan Poe”. ? Congress did not want the documents to fall into the hands of neo enlightenment sympathizers?

Incidentally, I let an important date in history slip by without a mention; October 22, 1836 was the official date that the Raven took the reigns of presidency over the new Republic of Texas. The Raven’s term ended on April 16, 1839.

Gilliatt

[yanni]

Another Halloween has passed and how fitting that we should be discussing Ravens.....I stepped on a Mozartkrugel that fell out of my son’s burlap booty bag. While gnawing on the manufactured delight, my attention was drawn to a mysterious image attached to the front door.
On the back were the words “Mozartgeist war hier” :

Yanni,
Now back to the Raven interlude.
I will answer yes to nos. 2 and 3 based on the following:

Following the death of Poe’s mother, the father having died prior, Poe was adopted by a John Allan and his childless wife. “Allan” refers to the adopted surname of John Allan ?

The Ellis and Allan Trading company archives include Box No. 1-438 which includes “poems, letters and other items pertaining to Edgar Allan Poe”. ? Congress did not want the documents to fall into the hands of neo enlightenment sympathizers?

Incidentally, I let an important date in history slip by without a mention; October 22, 1836 was the official date that the Raven took the reigns of presidency over the new Republic of Texas. The Raven’s term ended on April 16, 1839.

Gilliatt

Ah, yes, but answering #2 and #3 in conventional(antireformist) manner, prevents you from continuing the quiz to the end!

....and btw, you also let another recent Poe celebration date slip by (the 200 years of his alleged birth-still unfounded historicaly btw, like his death).

Friendly advise: Stick to Mozartkugeln stinkies and participate next in Naked Pumpkin Runs if need arises!

Chase grimm away, and lots of gluck to you too!

[Gilliatt Gurgle]

“Beautiful flames in shades of blue and green” flicker on the ceiling and walls that frame the hearth, breaking up the dim yellow wash of the faltering artificial light.
Illuminati perhaps?
My corner of Texas finally received its first shot of cold weather. You guessed it; a blue norther had blown through, followed by a brief snow fall. Hot diggity dawg! my first opportunity to toss a few of those Dumas patties on the fire! It has been a challenge keeping the chips dry since I brought them home this past September.
Now I can sit comfortably in my fireside chair, feet propped up on the mantel, a liter of Marillenschnaps in one hand, a copy of “Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds” in the other while listening to…no, not Coronado…but the King of Texas Swing:

Here is a sampling:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGKvo...eature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dmfo5...eature=related




Hello all, or to the one or two reading this. It has been quiet on the Mozart front until recently when I started noticing a flurry of Forum fodder from the Dumas gang. Apparently their ears have been burning the past couple weeks as a result of new Mozart garble they picked up from Europe on their HAM radios. A new name had surfaced that made the “Terrier” quite agitated. The Dumas boys heard the name “Hummel” mentioned several times adding that he was “boastful”. Terrier had never heard of this Hummel in his Coronado line of research. I learned from the Terrier that Hummel had become quite successful in manufacturing porcelain figurines that served as a front to transfer bootlegged copies of Coronado’s music inside.
My mother was very fond of Hummel dolls. I purchased one for her many years ago while passing through Koln.



Until now, I would never have fathomed that Hummel; a master at manufacturing porcelain dolls also had a hand in the manufacture of Mozart.

Henry the VIII was also heard among the chatter. Henry the VIII’s great grandson Herman Noone, had become a grand hermit blessed with a wonderful operatic voice. Herman hand picked four other musically talented acolytes, one of which carried a magic flute, to join him in sharing God’s message through music and minstrelsy travelling throughout Europe. The entourage became quite popular eventually acquiring the moniker of “Herman’s Hermits”.

Enjoy these two pieces:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TsCeV...eature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hOEn6...eature=related




Herman and his hermit’s joined a pilgrimage to St. _______ in Bonn Germany. While in Bonn, the minstrels met up with Johann von Beethoven and Hummel. Hummel and Beethoven handed over a sack of porcelain dolls to the unsuspecting hermits, knowing that Salzburg was the next stop for the pilgrimage. The hermits would soon meet up with Andiamo at St. Maximus and take over the education of the young Mozart, but we’ll save the details of that encounter for another chapter in the manufactured history of our young plagiarizing Austrian cyborg.

In the meantime, I better stoke up the flames of my fire to reduce the amount of smoke. There’s a group of Freemasons doing some pro bono work on my neighbor’s wall. It would seem that the stench suspended in the cold morning air intermingled with the hoarfrost, is causing them some discomfort.

Gilliatt

[yanni]

Put out the (Alexander) Dumas patties fire immediately (you risk another Copenhagen round) and give the probono bros a piece of Bach to listen (they kinda lost their interest in reform music) to calm their nerves!

The Copenhagen Communiqué is an initiative of The Prince of Wales's Corporate Leaders' Group on Climate Change which is run by The University of Cambridge Programme for Sustainability Leadership.


Why "sustainability" I wonder?

[Gilliatt Gurgle]

Yanni,

Your reference to Alexander Dumas prompted me to further research the history of Dumas, the city and to see if there was any correlation between the two. Louis Dumas founded the city in the early 1890’s, but there is no apparent relationship to Alexander other than an extremely remote connection that Rowdy informed of regarding a local rancher that acquired three new horses. The rancher named the horses Athos, Porthos and Aramis.

The following link will provide more details:

http://www.tshaonline.org/handbook/o...s/DD/hed6.html

Later that day the weather improved to the point that I was able to open a window allowing some fresh air into the house. I placed a speaker by the window with the intent to spin one of my Bach LP’s to calm the Freemasons nerves as you suggested, but it turned out to be pointless due to the fact that my neighbor was already entertaining them with an a-cappella rendition of Floyd-“…just another brick in the wall…”

There has been much discussion over the past few years regarding the affects of livestock flatulent emissions on global warming (GW). And while there may be a case for the gas, I don’t believe the burning of the solids, which is essentially patties of grass, would have any more of an impact on GW than burnt emissions from grass fires that occur naturally, ignited by lightning strikes.

Texas has suffered a marked increase in flooding due to methane induced GW along with the El Chico phenomenon. Even the music industry has been impacted:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tWLw7...eature=related

Not sure if you appreciate this type of music, but as a personal aside, I was fortunate enough to see the late Great Stevie Ray Vaughn perform with The Who at a concert back in the 1980’s.

Gilliatt

[Musicology]

Whatever is genuine will have its counterfeits. Only the other day I tried to get twenty pounds (of silver) by cashing in a British banknote of that value, Twenty Pounds, at the Bank of England in London. Pointing out to the astonished staff that this banknote clearly says -

'I promise to pay the bearer on demand the sum of £20 sterling'. And 'sterling' is, in banking legalise, real silver.

I even showed that the note contains the signature and a promise made to me by none other than the Chief Cashier of the Bank of England.

After pointing these things out to the amused receptionist and passing the banknote note over for my payout I took a seat there in the lobby and waited for the reaction, explaining that I had arrived to collect my promised twenty pounds of sterling (silver).

The next thing that happened was a silent pause of some minutes. Followed by the appearance of a security officer who arrived (complete with a cellphone in his hand) to explain that he was under instructions to gently escort me out of the premises, on the grounds that I was disrupting the business of the bank.

When I explained that I was only coming to redeem a legal promise made to me by the Chief Cashier of the Bank himself it was explained to me that the local pharmacy could assist me more than the Bank of England.

This adventure ended with me returning home to play some Bach. A touch of reality in a world full of counterfeits and corporate bankers. Or, if you prefer, an analogue antidote to this digital world.

[yanni]

My relation to music is somewhat peculiar, Gilliat, in view of the fact that I was shocked by its strength during a family gathering (all musicians and singers, including my elderly grandmother, an ex primadona who still sang an excellent russian "Occi Tsornia" -xcuse my spelling-that almost knocked me out) in post civil war Athens, around 1950, and decided, then and there, to avoid music because of its weakening(!) influence on six year old me. Nevertheless I love and listen occasionaly 60-70s greek music, written always in "Gluck's" style, ie music seconding lyrics. The presen "cultural state" here is terrible like everywherelse.

The whole GW thing is hot gas, imo, not because human action does not pollute but because they are all at it again, playing "Saviour" and selling it to the masses for profit.

An abundance of gas, natural or not, all available for good use!.

Copenhagen Forum Sees Natural Gas (ONLY?) as Key to Transitioning to a Low-Carbon Economy (COPENHAGEN, Dec. 12)

Cheers.

[yanni]

Vivere pericolosamente, Viva Villa (Pancho), Viva!

Whatever is genuine will have its counterfeits. Only the other day I tried to get twenty pounds (of silver) by cashing in a British banknote of that value, Twenty Pounds, at the Bank of England in London. Pointing out to the astonished staff that this banknote clearly says -

'I promise to pay the bearer on demand the sum of £20 sterling'. And 'sterling' is, in banking legalise, real silver.

I even showed that the note contains the signature and a promise made to me by none other than the Chief Cashier of the Bank of England.

After pointing these things out to the amused receptionist and passing the banknote note over for my payout I took a seat there in the lobby and waited for the reaction, explaining that I had arrived to collect my promised twenty pounds of sterling (silver).

The next thing that happened was a silent pause of some minutes. Followed by the appearance of a security officer who arrived (complete with a cellphone in his hand) to explain that he was under instructions to gently escort me out of the premises, on the grounds that I was disrupting the business of the bank.

When I explained that I was only coming to redeem a legal promise made to me by the Chief Cashier of the Bank himself it was explained to me that the local pharmacy could assist me more than the Bank of England.

This adventure ended with me returning home to play some Bach. A touch of reality in a world full of counterfeits and corporate bankers. Or, if you prefer, an analogue antidote to this digital world.

[Musicology]

From, 'Chronicles and Perilous Adventures of the Late British Empire' - Volume 24. (An unpublished and irreverent view of England and its Oligarchs', 2009).

Vivere pericolosamente, Viva Villa (Pancho), Viva!

[Musicology]

It is one of the predictable marvels of human existence that a person, having been educated to believe that what is really fiction must surely be real, and having conformed to these fictions to obtain some merit with society, and having expelled from himself the fair and reasonable solution to his difficulties being due to human nature itself, does fill his mind (this newly vacated by the vacuum which comes with his unbelief) with fantasies, these in direct scale and proportion to the quantity and quality of his misinformation. Since, as everyone knows, what is simplistic must therefore be true. And, if it is not so, he is not interested.

Another Halloween has passed and how fitting that we should be discussing Ravens, one of many iconic images synonymous with the night of fright. However, the past few months of this year we have witnessed the manufacture of the most frightful image known to us mortal souls, or at least among us Americans since we seem to over indulge ourselves on the occasion of all hallows eve.
A burgeoning conspiratorial specter has reared its ugly head, lurking about, silhouetted by the silver light of the gibbous moon, waxing on about the many masks of Mozart. It is a poltergeist continually poking and prodding us while we try to remain “comfortably numb”, wrapped in our quilt of simple knowledge imparted to us by the sisterhood of the 12 inch ruler. The tick marks by which we measure the facts of Mozart have been embedded in our palms and the realm our skulls.
Throughout the night the Mozartgeist and the great Sith Lord-Ignatius of Azpeitia and their disembodied cronies; Gluck, Voltaire, Jacques de Molay, Diderot, The brothers Grimm, Vanhal, Josef Mysliveček (aka “The Moravian Monster”), von Paradis, Luchesi, JC Bach, Niemetscheck, Cagliostro, Casanova, Don Juan, Lorenzo da Ponte and last but certainly not least-Rousseau (aka St. Germain, Abbe Raynal, Abby Hoffman, Grimm, Jim Morrison, Chastellux, Cocchi),… whew…encircle our homes, ransack our closets, infiltrate forums and ooze out of faucets.

I awoke this morning to witness the rose fingered dawn shedding its serene and peaceful light upon my lawn, bearing witness to the fact that I survived the night. Heading out to greet the sun, I stepped on a Mozartkrugel that fell out of my son’s burlap booty bag. While gnawing on the manufactured delight, my attention was drawn to a mysterious image attached to the front door.
On the back were the words “Mozartgeist war hier” :



Here is a little Halloween fugue:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSAvI...eature=related


Yanni,
Now back to the Raven interlude.
I will answer yes to nos. 2 and 3 based on the following:

Following the death of Poe’s mother, the father having died prior, Poe was adopted by a John Allan and his childless wife. “Allan” refers to the adopted surname of John Allan ?

The Ellis and Allan Trading company archives include Box No. 1-438 which includes “poems, letters and other items pertaining to Edgar Allan Poe”. ? Congress did not want the documents to fall into the hands of neo enlightenment sympathizers?

Incidentally, I let an important date in history slip by without a mention; October 22, 1836 was the official date that the Raven took the reigns of presidency over the new Republic of Texas. The Raven’s term ended on April 16, 1839.

Gilliatt

[Gilliatt Gurgle]

Whatever is genuine will have its counterfeits...

My relation to music is somewhat peculiar, Gilliat, in view of the fact that I was shocked by its strength during a family gathering
...An abundance of gas, natural or not, all available for good use!.

Vivere pericolosamente, Viva Villa (Pancho), Viva!

From, 'Chronicles and Perilous Adventures of the Late British Empire' - Volume 24.

It is one of the predictable marvels of human existence...

Great Gluck!! Gentlemen please come in, come in…oooh careful Yanni, watch your step, I have a high threshold. To what do I owe the honor of your visit? This is such an unexpected pleasure. Panza, please, you must come and meet the world renown musicologists; Yanni from Athens and Count Robert of Paris…bless me, sorry about that, I was just reading the Waverly novels. Let’s make that Robert Musicology from London. Allow me to introduce my butler Panza Villa, he will collect your coats, hats and canes. You’ll find that Panza is headstrong and prideful being a descendent of Pancho Villa, but we must whisper when we speak of him around these parts or you’ll have Pershing turning in his grave!

Gentlemen please sit down; Yanni you may take the Cocchi lounge, Robert may take the Breuer “Wassily” and I shall have the Barcelona. We must talk my friends about music, counterfeits, the enlightenment and Venetian blinds, but first, a hot toddy to raise in a toast so that we may warm the cockles of our souls and disperse the clouds of confusion in your minds. Here’s to Mozart!…oh, excuse me Musicology I notice a grimace. Please forgive me. Perhaps Coronado is a bit more palatable. I believe we can all drink to Coronado, yes?

Gentlemen, let me begin by first saluting each of you in your tireless efforts in educating the masses to your perception of the tangled web of eighteenth century music and all the arachnids involved traversing the thin strands of facts. Your recent influx of communiqués has Dumas in a state of turmoil since there has been absolutely no mention of or even a slight nod to Coronado in your exhaustive treatise.

Panza, please be so kind as to turn down the Milli Vinilli while we chat. In fact, would you please switch to Dvorak and then take a moment to prepare a few morsels for our road weary guests? Perhaps some Stroganov seared in Smirnoff, a side of Figgie pudding, stuffed olives and Melomakarona for desert.

http://music.aol.com/photo-galleries...p-sync-scandal


Yanni,
I would suspect the shock has worn off and in fact you look back quite fondly on those family gatherings. Sounds like a wonderful time to me.

Perhaps the natural gas can be harnessed in such a way to serve the aeronautical industry:
Enjoy:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5akEgsZSfhg



Musicology,
I enjoyed your anecdote, particularly the line about the pharmacy. Perhaps you can redeem that banknote over here in Virginia City, Nevada. Beware of the counterfeits though, which typically comprise of lead ingots coated in silver enamel.

Here’s another entirely random selection from the “5th Dimension” that came back to haunt me when I searched for the “Up Up and Away”. This one is really out there!
Enjoy:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LANwI...eature=related

Gilliatt

[yanni]

Yes, funny isn't it: The world getting smaller but thresholds are growing taller.....must be the architect's fault, building on ancient classical plans all over the place....

....and, yes, again, but with compliments this time: Expert eyes only can see parallels between Panza and Pancho, lead and tungsten, while...

...the possibility of exploiting the high gas content in shale capillaries is being disputed as of late and, while the methane production of garbage bins worldwide has yet to be harnessed, scientists are now hoping the last "Fit to Stick" model of PPG(personal portable gasometer) will no more be rejected by carriers like the previous "Fit to Enjoy"** model.

Thus coming to local greek news:

While the new administration desperately seeks some 8 billion euros to plug the gap of coming year's budget, nobody-but the people-says a word on the about 20 billion spent for 2004 Olympics that dilated said gap...to the benefit of.....

...Flying pigs and their flu: Less than 20% from some two million doses in stock have been used so far but the declining rate of trusting volunteers now forces governement officials chose between cancelling the next batch of another two million doses* ordered or quatrapling relative promotion campaign funds....

...which brings us to conclude as per title!

Cheers.

*Today's news revealed 16 million shots were ordered in total (ie only about 2-3% have been used on the injuns thus far). Another 160 million US$ down the drain.
**But there are positive news too, exclusively for Poe decoders however: Kokorin(-ov) saved the (gas-)prom party in Copenhagen today!

[Musicology]

Dear Gilliat Gurgle,

Thank you for your input on the role of fakes and misinformation within the history of western music. In these matters of culture (so-called) such unwelcome things as hypocrisy, exaggeration, falsehood, duplicity, forgery and fraud are unwelcome guests when we are reading textbooks on music, opera, and achievement in the arts as a whole. As unwelcome as these things are in our studies of literature, painting, sculpture, scientific discovery, and in the reputations, in fact, of many of the secular gods and heroes of our civilization. But these faults in human nature are today recognised by everyone to be big factors in fields such as international banking, high finance, politics, share dealing, government (local and national) and in virtually any other area of human activity. So that what we call the 'history of art' or literature or of music, has, in truth, largely been constructed on the fabulous reputations of manufactured individuals such as Haydn, Mozart and Beethoven, these serving as icons of our western culture (and I will add William Shakespeare to the literary list along with many others) which are only as as useful as they are useless. These icons patronised till now by ancestors of those who first patronised them in the first place. So that we, if we live on Easter Island, are surrounded by demi-gods who tower over our 'education' and are really as corrupt as the rest of mankind. But the fact of our state is hidden, unwelcome, and is even, routinely, suppressed. With we as a vital part of this process.

We escape, only with difficulty, from being as pagan, and as barbaric, as the ancient pagans themselves. Since we (like them) deify men whom we have carved in stone and whose legendary achievements we teach to students as coming from the greatest of men. When they were each, in actual fact, as corrupt as bankers, as any politician or mediaeval pope in their careers. This act of self-deception is of course an unwelcome feature of 'education' in these studies of culture. One which we ignore at our peril. Since we may spend our entire life proving the truth of it, and learn nothing more than when we first began.

We arrive at the inescapable fact that the great works of art owe as much to groups of people who are largely unknown to us, to networks of people whose names we hardly know and whom we care not to know, to the input of entire groups of people who were working behind the scenes to build their reputations as we do to these revered individuals themselves. So this cult of individualism which we see as one of the main features of western art and culture leads to deification of these individuals in the form of a pantheon and is a process of half-truth, at best. When, in fact, the careers and talents of men such as Mozart, and of Shakespeare, and of many other 'great' artists were founded on unwelcome facts and realities which any revision of the actual evidence will inevitably bring to us. But this is the hardest, most basic, and the most simple lesson of them all.

It is not the manufacture of Mozart's career which amazes us. It's that an entire industry exists and flourishes which says the very opposite.

[Gilliatt Gurgle]

Mozartgeist haunted our minds
Ransacked our closets
Infiltrated Forums
And oozed out of faucets






The shaman from Dumas, a taster of humus,
exorcized the specter of conspiracy.
With a bottle of schnapps he struck his kopf
now transformed for all to touch and see






Biding his time at a gulag in Texas,
reflections of a ghost are obscure.
The Mozartgeist caught in a heist
stolen facts left the masses unsure.


“Sing Me Back Home”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zN5d4...eature=related


A Papal bull arrives from Rome
yoked with a solemn decree;
a pile of coals shall tickle your soles
born of burnt oak and hickory.


The Phantom of the Opera - "No One Would Listen"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o1xHi...eature=related


Extradited to Spain at Innocent’s command
The Man of La Mancha on New Year’s Day.
Sancho sells magnets, tee shirts and buttons
Profiting from the auto de fe…

__________________________________________
Described as follows: (imagine the following in the voice of the Brother from Monty Python’s “Holy Grail” in the holy hand grenade scene)

Three slabs of oak shall be placed equilaterally on three points from each other
i.e., a triangle.
The distance between the oaken slabs shall be one and a half arms length apart.
Neither more nor no less than one and a half shall they be.
If they be placed at three that is too far.
If placed at one that is too little, for it is one and a half they shall be.
The stake on which to bake, shall be centered in the triangle formed by the aforementioned oaken slabs placed one and a half arm’s length apart.
The stake on which to bake shall therefore, be buttressed by split logs of oak and hickory.

The musical heretic shall then be lashed to the stake on which to bake with bailing wire from Texas.
The heretic will thus be doused with one liter of diesel accelerant.
A symbolic juniper shall stand next to the fryer on his funeral pyre.
Six Roman candles shall be used to ignite the fryer and must be distributed thus:
One to a hermit from St. Maximus
Two to two Freemason’s
Two to two Jesuits from Azpetia
And one to the Illuminati
_____________________________________________





The time is nigh for someone to fry.
All eyes on Ivan, The Grand Inquisitor.
With the drop of his staff the sparks will fly,
igniting the evil conspirator.







Arthur Brown – “Fire”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOErZuzZpS8


Fully ablaze in perdition’s quest,
Dante’s Inferno is revealed.
Paradise Regained, no longer a pest.
Tortured minds will soon be healed.







It’s all over now return to your Forums.
The ashes of evil now born on the wind.
Drink in the streets, but keep good decorum
or a new plagiarist geist Ignatius will send.



“Agnus Dei Mozart Requiem”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKW9o_5jw6U


Gilliatt