Verdi is like soccer
and Handel is like PBS.
Understanding classical music
is the only thing to understand, I guess.
It’s nice to understand
the chords of “I Want To Hold Your Hand.”
I feel superior to you
when the clock says there’s nothing to do.
When I’m looking up crap on my phone,
I see, by the planetary surface of “O Mio Babbino Caro,”
work makes us feel alone.