My friend and colleague Jem Bloomfield has once again allowed me to insinuate myself into his Quite Irregular blog, this time with some thoughts on blindfolded musicians. I wrote this after the image of a blindfolded pianist glimpsed during the National Theatre’s current production of Edward II put me in mind of blindfolded musicians in … Continue reading
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The Arras and I
If it has not yet come to your attention, I’ve developed a mild obsession with the word ‘arras’. I don’t mean the town in France, or the WordPress theme, or the Belgian cyclist, but that thing Polonius hides behind right before Hamlet stabs him. I don’t know what it is exactly that amuses me so. … Continue reading