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The Anamorphic Music Lens
I Love Johnny Cash
Journeys through rings of music fire
Clearly, I’m not the only person on earth who loves Johnny Cash. Bob Dylan loves him, Trent Reznor loves him, and my former student Olivia L. loves him too. That’s three of us and I’m sure the number has reached four as of last night.
My granddaughter takes a ballet class every Tuesday night, and last night was her spring recital. They had a dress rehearsal on Monday evening, and you might wonder what a group of four year-old kids do in rehearsal. I’ve watched some of these classes, and I can promise you that they move, constantly. Not all of their moves are coordinated, not all of their moves are attuned to the music, and not all of their moves put themselves and others in danger of colliding, falling, and trying the exceeding kindness and patience of their teacher. Not all, but some.
I don’t know what she was thinking, how she arrived at this choice, but the teacher chose as the main recital number this song:
