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Lisa, some of your links aren't working. This is one of them. (I'll just go over to SF Gate, and I'm sure I can locate the review.)Just an fyi.
Aaargh, thanks, it's fixed now.
Some people loathe Glass's music.I loathe Cohen's poetry. (Touch her perfect body? With your mind?)
From the comments at the link:Glass' music is all about unpredictability. Maybe the effects were too subtle for Kosman to enjoy, but they were there nonethelessHahahahaha. I'd be willing to trust Mr. Kosman's ears and taste over the Glass fanboy's hilariously wrong comment.
Ah, yeah.
"Glass' music is all about unpredictability."Um, maybe he's thinking of Steve Reich?
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Lisa, some of your links aren't working. This is one of them. (I'll just go over to SF Gate, and I'm sure I can locate the review.)
ReplyDeleteJust an fyi.
Aaargh, thanks, it's fixed now.
ReplyDeleteSome people loathe Glass's music.
ReplyDeleteI loathe Cohen's poetry. (Touch her perfect body? With your mind?)
From the comments at the link:
ReplyDeleteGlass' music is all about unpredictability. Maybe the effects were too subtle for Kosman to enjoy, but they were there nonetheless
Hahahahaha. I'd be willing to trust Mr. Kosman's ears and taste over the Glass fanboy's hilariously wrong comment.
Ah, yeah.
ReplyDelete"Glass' music is all about unpredictability."
ReplyDeleteUm, maybe he's thinking of Steve Reich?