did Antonio Salieri offer his chastity to God for a little recognition?
who knows the answer to this question?
but I’d bet he thought about it.
I'll tell you this: if I was in his shoes I'd do it.
I'd do it in a freakin' second.
in the meantime, my one act operetta
languishes in the ozone of the unknown
while hyper-sensitive Puccini gets another record contract
with a real tearjerker. sure I wept. I'm as human as the next guy.
but in my operetta everybody dies.
all the stars die and even the mop-pushing stagehand gets it in the end.
how tragic. how utterly human. how perfectly operatic!
but,–– I dunno.
did Antonio Salieri offer to God his chastity just for a looksee?
well, why not. don't all drowning men grab at weeds?
It's a crowded field out there with every TomDick and Henrietta
jockeying for limited prime positions.
but in the end there's little room for: "live and let live" at the opera.
It’s just the way of it.
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