Year: 2014

When did choral singing become a sect-like enterprise?

I used to conduct quite a lot, and I date the invasion of the happy smiling Prozac people to around 1995. This kind of franchising makes McDonalds look like a breed farm for anarcho-individualism. Or maybe 1995 was just when I became a sad facking sociopath. (Via another Destroyer of Delights and Sunderer of Society.)

Fault

Y si la culpa enagena de Dios a el ombre, no a vos que os tiene de gracia llena
Mine, since you ask: Twerton from Lansdown.

Cod is love

Almost, but not quite, and then there’s all the cannibalism.

Tomb in Lansdown Cemetery, Bath.