This is my little brother’s music being performed at Berkeley this past month. It is lovely and sad and old-fashioned and not at all. I love it and him. He is in the audience somewhere all black-clad and mysterious in his brain hermitage.
This is my little brother’s music being performed at Berkeley this past month. It is lovely and sad and old-fashioned and not at all. I love it and him. He is in the audience somewhere all black-clad and mysterious in his brain hermitage.
