This week I've been listening to a condensed review of Wagner's Ring Cycle. It would be fun to take a week to hear the whole thing. The worrisome aspect is that I really like Mime's (not pronounced like the French silent street performer) leitmotif. It has fun clangs and clanks, and it sounds like a horse ride in the night, or a distress signal in Morse code.
Mime likes to brood and tinker with things, but he has problems putting things together. And he doesn't ask the right questions. And bears come into his house. And he's a treacherous, would-be poisoner. Sigh. He's got cool music, though.
Back to writing.