Because most philosophies that frown on reproduction don't survive.

Sunday, August 14, 2011


Here's the only surviving remnant of last night's late night jam session: my sister Anna and I, with a gin-spired improvisation on Habanera from Carmen. She didn't remember the words, and I didn't know the notes, and we didn't know Darwin was recording.

Alright, it's pretty rocky. But nothing else from the recording session was saved, so this is our bequest to posterity.


Enbrethiliel said...


I think it's fantastic! =D

And I love that this is a booze-friendly blog. ;-)

JMB said...

Carmen was the first opera I saw at the Met in NYC. Love it. My cousin's daughter is studying opera too. She's at Millikin U in IL and applying to graduate programs for Fall 12.

Barb said...

Hearing that song from Carmen always reminds me of the movie "Going My Way"...