On (24 Jan 97) Frank Malcolm wrote to Bob Lawrence...



 FM> Hi, Bob.



 BL>   Yes. If it doesn't speak to you it's mute, and being mute it has

 BL> nothing to say in *any* version. My best friend at Uni loved classical

 BL> music and it was a complete mystery to me. I don't mean the stuff that

 BL> everyone can whistle (Beethoven, Mozart, the good stuff)... I mean the

 BL> fat German ladies singing totally meaningless songs with no trace of a

 BL> tune; not even opera: the "songs" about spring and
flowers and pitiful

 BL> young lovers, or Mahler... the crap you could write yourself if you

 BL> had a month to waste following the brain surgery.



 FM> The flowers that bloom in the spring, tra la

 FM> Have nothing to do with the case (tra la)...



     I must tolerate a critic, tra la,

     With a caricature of a face

     With a caricature of a face







Bin there, played Pooh-Bah.

Cheers



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