Gone Quiet.

Much ado, many to-dos -- and maybe soon some really good news! But in the meantime, poor Jane's got the flu and an ear infection. Back when it's over.



"It is entirely conceivable that life's splendour forever lies in wait about each one of us in all its fullness, but veiled from view, deep down, invisible, far off. It is there, though, not hostile, not reluctant, not deaf. If you summon it by the right word, by its right name, it will come. This is the essence of magic, which does not create but summons. " (Kafka, Diaries, 18 October 1921)

Hair Forever

In the NYT, a review of Hair, "the American tribal love-rock musical" of 1967, recently revived on Broadway.

I am childishly fond of this musical -- the soundtrack was in heavy rotation on my mother's record player when I was small.