I can’t help it. I had to borrow the title format from Canadian Cynic because… it just works in this particular case.

What am referring to? This bit of insanity over at StageLeft where a modern day exchange takes me back to one of my childhood heroes, a delightful little buck-toothed animal what taught me all I know about classical music. (sigh)

Go look for yerselves. Be prepared to giggle, guffaw, or sh*t yer pants (like I nearly did).

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