Another Tea-time, Another Day Older.

Just Once I Would Like To Persuade The Audience Not To Wear Any Article Of Blue Denim. If Only They Could See Themselves In A Pair Of Brown Corduroys Like Mine Instead Of This Awful, Boring Blue Denim.

It Might Work With One Orchestra, And The Next Orchestra - The Oboe Player Might Not Get It. It's Different Every Time, But Some Of The Orchestras Do End Up Enjoying It And Having A Great Time.

I Don't Think People Really Do Listen. We Plug Into Music, And We Have Short Attention Spans. We Tend To Download Individual Tracks From Itunes Rather Than A Whole Album. We Buy Music Dvds And Watch Them Once, And Then They Disappear Into A Drawer, Or We Loan Them To A Friend, And We Never Watch It Again.

Not To Be Mean About It, But Some Great Rock And Rollers, Like Bo Diddley And Chuck Berry, Are Pretty One-dimensional.

Why Do The Faithful Have Such A Will, To Believe In Something? And Call In The Name They Choose, Having Chosen Nothing.