Movie Music Is Noise. It's Even More

All The Arts In America Are A Gigantic Racket Run By Unscrupulous Men For Unhealthy Women.

We Cannot Expect You To Be With Us All The Time, But Perhaps You Could Be Good Enough To Keep In Touch Now And Again.

No Operatic Star Has Yet Died Soon Enough For Me.

The Sound Of A Harpsichord - Two Skeletons Copulating On A Tin Roof In A Thunderstorm.

The Sound Of The Harpsichord Resembles That Of A Bird-cage Played With Toasting-forks.