vallejo, yesterday.

[duccio]

I took a walk yesterday around 6PM. I walked to the quickie mart on Old Wilson, picked up some André for music listening and singing as I woodworked into the night. I only had to glue things and clamp them - no electric tools; a perfect opportunity. I came back on hilly Farrigut St. and things looked like this. That's looking SSE to St. Vincent's Hill, part of the historic district. I listened to Jean-Henri d'Anglebert until about midnight while I did my work.




I think the short unmeasured Prelude is very fine, and was played especially well.

That's my town up there, which granted, some people regard as the pits. But then, I live here, and I can hear d'Anglebert from the hills as I walk. Can you, high and mighties?