A Literary-Musical Evening http://www.alansondheim.org/harboring03.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/sterne1.mp3 http://www.alansondheim.org/sterne.mp3 http://www.alansondheim.org/harboring01.jpg " Ptr...r...r...ing--twing--twang--prut--trut--'tis a cursed bad fiddle.--Do you know whether my fiddle's in tune or no?--trut...prut.. .--They should be fifths.--'Tis wickedly strung--tr...a.e.i.o.u.-twang.--The bridge is a mile too high, and the sound post absolutely down,--else--trut...prut--hark! tis not so bad a tone.--Diddle diddle, diddle diddle, diddle diddle, dum. There is nothing in playing before good judges,--but there's a man there--no--not him with the bundle under his arm--the grave man in black.--'Sdeath! not the gentleman with the sword on.--Sir, I had rather play a Caprichio to Calliope herself, than draw my bow across my fiddle before that very man; and yet I'll stake my Cremona to a Jew's trump, which is the greatest musical odds that ever were laid, that I will this moment stop three hundred and fifty leagues out of tune upon my fiddle, without punishing one single nerve that belongs to him--Twaddle diddle, tweddle diddle,--twiddle diddle,--twoddle diddle,--twuddle diddle,--prut trut--krish--krash--krush.--I've undone you, Sir,--but you see he's no worse,--and was Apollo to take his fiddle after me, he can make him no better. " Diddle diddle, diddle diddle, diddle diddle--hum--dum--drum." Sterne, Tristram Shandy _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list NetBehaviour@netbehaviour.org http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
