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.
The cruelest month, a few days early
8 hours ago