Sweet silver song
“Laaaaa speeHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEraaaanzaaaaa!” Mom touches my hand and lets her head fall back in an exaggerated pose of pleasure, a midwestern lady’s gentle goof on the old-school flood of operatic emotion. I bathe happily in the pre-digital sound, my aural nostalgia adding sugar to one of Puccini’s sweetest lines. The old … Continue Reading →