Well, it’s Wednesday. This was SUPPOSED to go up on Tuesday, but this new stupid WordPress thing is made out of carob-coated horse spittle so we’ve been temporarily delayed.
Still, it’s time to find out What Miss Plumcake is:
Reading: Evening in the Palace of Reason: Bach Meets Frederick the Great in the Age of Enlightenment. Very good, if not excellent. Because life is too short to read books about bunnies.
Watching: David Lynch’s The Elephant Man. I’m not sure how this managed to escape my viewing for so long, but it’s beautiful and utterly heartbreaking.
Hearing: J.S. Bach’s Complete Works for Organ. In a continuing theme of Bach. Y’all have seen the Crab Canon on a Mobius Strip video, right? I’m going to try to learn this on my own on Baby (my baby grand which I’ve never actually played) and then
emotionally blackmail sweet talk an organist I know into letting me give it a go on the big pipe organ.
Smelling: Orris Noir by Ormonde Jayne. One of my all-time favorite frags. One time a Big Deal Music Producer (not as rare as it sounds, this is Austin) followed me a block down Sixth Street to tell me how good I smelled.
Loving: Hirschberg Foundation for Pancreatic Cancer Research. Some of my favorite people have lost THEIR favorite people from this disease. Chip in if you can.
Hating: My damn hippie neighbor’s damn hippie hand drum which she bangs –without benefit of actual rhythm– INCESSANTLY, particularly when I’m trying to sleep, or you know, actually rehearse REAL music. Because GOD FORBID I practice my Purcell without the dulcet tones of some toad-licking hemp enthusiast having epileptic fits on the world’s most maltreated bodhran.
Wanting: Carlos Falchi crocodile bag. I generally prefer smallish framed bags, but this one made me whimper. AND it comes in a screaming yellow. Honestly, if I wasn’t saving up for my Kelly, I’d snatch this up in a heartbeat.
Buying: The Macallan 18 Single Malt Scotch. Last night marked the official switch from gin to Scotch and the Macallan is my favorite readily available Speyside. I’ve heard tell that Costco will rebrand it occasionally and sell it at a huge discount. Otherwise you’re looking at about $140 for a bottle which should last an entire Scotch season with regular personal use. Mmm, there’s lovely.
So what’s tocatta-ing your fugue this week?