Tea: Assam Melody with wildflower honey
Music: Ronald Sell, "Fear No More"
Time: Night.
Tonight's music (on the last night of my first visit to New York) is from the musical "The Frogs." I'm still more a Bob Walkenhorst guy than a Stephen Sondheim guy, but who can go wrong with Aristophanes or William Shakespeare?
See, Will's the lyricist here, although Sondheim did the music. The words are from "Cymbeline." It's the second time I've heard them tonight.
The first time, they were read by John Lithgow, who has edited a solid book of other people's poetry. He read from the book (and did a great recitation of "The Deacon's Masterpiece or The Wonderful 'One-Hoss Shay' " by Oliver Wendell Holmes). It reminded me of Dr. Seuss, which is never a bad thing.
My point? Do I need one? Can't it be enough sometimes to get lost in words and have that be the point?
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