My Night At the Opera

“Was that a high C or vitamin D?”  Groucho Marx as Otis P. Driftwood Okay, I admit it.  I am a Philistine when it comes to opera.  I can’t help it.  I grew up in Houston, Texas when the acquisition of central air conditioning was a cultural zenith.  Houston, back then anyway, didn’t have opera. … Continue reading My Night At the Opera