The Fredösphere

I just found out about Present Music.  It is one of these small ensembles that seek emancipation from all stylistic categories.  They play new works from all types of composers, from John Adams to Amy X Neuburg, who "works somewhere within a triangle formed by pop music, classical music and performance art. Her 'Songs about Life & Death & Love & Insects' has been called a 'one-woman techno-circus.'"  Good luck, guys.  What you're trying to do probably ain't easy.

Darn, darn, darn.  I had a couple of other paragraphs of good, sassy stuff that I'm not going to post.  The comic affect was achieved at the expense of some people that, after sober reflection, I realize I don't particularly want to belittle.  This -- what is it called?  -- this virtue thing is sooooo boring.

One benefit to saying nothing:  I was going suggest classical music radio station announcers to add a little punch, a little bite, to their work.  I want to hear a bit more Wolfman Jack mixed into their Peter Allen impersonations when they read mini-bios of Johann Josef Fux.  However, if I wrote that, A.C. Douglas might think I was in some way suggesting classical music needs to pander to the ignorant masses to attract more listeners.  No, no, no!  I would never suggest that!  (ACD, please don't hurt me.)