I wanted to write this blog about India. About Linux, or at least about something I know, lest I turn into yet another taking-head blogger. But sometimes I have this need to scream something out loud. This time, it is all the fault of a dead Russian.
I'm talking about Tchaikovsky, the great composer. Not to be confused with Tchebychev, the great Mathematician. Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky is famous for his compositions, most notably the Nutcracker suite.
As I write this, I'm listening to the Swan Lake, about the tenth time in a row. It is remarkably moving. It starts out with a very pure melody, something you'd recognize immediately. It is absolutely brilliant. Not being a musician, I cannot tell you what makes it so remarkable. But listen to it in solitude, and you'll immediately know that this is a work of pure genius.
It has been overused as the backing soundtrack for many movies and animation. College students have heard of it, even if they haven't heard it.
Despite the hype, it is still pure pleasure. Easy on the ears, and excellent food for imaginative thought.