A succession of pretty sounds

I am almost finished Brideshead Revisited,

review probably on the weekend.

I am not even going to mention The Habs!!!

Except to say this,

a loosing team,

 while a bummer,

is part of what makes you stronger!!!!

In the, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, category.

It’s easy to root for winners.

I have had a suggestion,

for the sixth book in my GLBT Q Challenge.

A good friend,

who usually steers my right,

has suggested Girl Unwrapped by Gabriella Goliger,

apparently it meets the Q requirement.

So, that’s my list complete. (complete list under Challenge)

Today’s post is inspired by a comment,

and is about wait for it……

Opera.

Yes, Opera.

I like Opera.

I don’t go to the Opera or even the symphony,

I always found that plaid clashes with silk,

but,

deep in the recesses of my CD collection,

there lurks some opera.

I grew up listening to all kinds of music,

my dad was a music freak.

In the family record pile,

yes, we had records,

there were many opera  excerpts,

 famous aria collections,

or great tenors of the 20 Th century,

that kind of stuff.

I never liked the German stuff,

too loud and guttural for my taste,

but, the Italian opera,

Bellisima.

I don’t speak Italian,

and I think that adds to the pleasure.

Once, and only once,

I read what the words to one of my favorite airs,

meant,

something which had been magical,

became ordinary, mundane.

I never did that again,

I’d rather pretend.

Weirdly, it works with French opera as well,

and I speak French!!

But, you can’t really make out the words.

Opera to me,

 is a succession of pretty sounds,

to which I attach no real meaning.

I like a little mystery,

in my books, in my music, in my friends,

and mostly in my,

women:-)

Later girls

BB

**one thing I would like for 2011, more comments and less Spam of the cheap Viagra variety**