I made the mistake of turning on the radio this morning for my short drive to the shuttle stop, and what should KDFC decide to play but Richard Strauss's Aus Italien?
I had never heard this before, and after just a few minutes, I found myself trying to decide whether to fall over laughing or experience an epistemological crisis. I settled for a mild state of confusion, as my poor tired brain tried to reconcile hearing Funiculi, Funicula set in the style of Die Frau ohne Schatten.
Yes, it is that bad. Or maybe I mean that kitschy. Or perhaps Herr Strauss was having a little fun with us??