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Sunday, January 06, 2002

Sound, Sleep

Last night I fell asleep in front of the stereo with John Cage's sonatas and interludes for prepared piano set to repeat endlessly. This morning, to clear my head of piano pixies, I ate burnt toast and listened to Charles Ives's violin sonatas. But when I climbed into the shower, Elgar returned.

And now, on the radio, they're playing an hour of Gershwin.


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