#harold wright

there is no one to die in place of me so I must die myself not the bones of anyone else I'll become bones of my own sadness flowing of the river the chatting of people a spider web wet with morning dew not a single one of these can I take along with me maybe one song I like at least will be given to me to listen to with my ears of bone

. . . in endless surrender much like death,

"Should you refuse me do you think I would force you? No, I would remain confused in love as roots of rush and still keep longing for you."

Twenty Billion Light Years Of Loneliness Mankind on a little globe Sleeps, awakes and works Wishing at times to be friends with Mars. Martians on a little globe Are probably doing something; I don't know what (Maybe sleep-sleeping, wear-wearing, or fret-fretting) While wishing at time to be friends with Earth This is a fact I'm sure of. This thing called universal gravitation Is the power of loneliness pulling together. The universe is distorted So all join in desire. The universe goes on expanding So all feel uneasy. At the loneliness of twenty billion light years Without thinking, I sneezed.

Hiya i'm playing the first movement of saint saens' sonata for clarinet and piano for a recital in a few days, its pretty last minute but I was wondering if there were any particular performances/recordings you could recommend that would be good to listen to?

The first time I heard Harold Wright's recording of the Mozart concerto