Hal hits a wall.
"Bev, I sat there and tried to listen to the Komitas again. I keep trying to give it a chance, but I just can't warm up to it. This is a poor transfer of a 1912 wax cylinder recording of him singing in Armenian and it's all distorted. It's just too obscure for me."
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
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