I Need Brahms

I woke up feeling off, and I’m listening to Brahm’s Concerto No. 2 to correct it.  All I did was sleep late, but I must have had a dream that tipped me over into this the-world-is-not-quite-right mood.

This picture I took the other day of a candelabra I liked seems to fit with this particular Brahms in the background. I guess the thing is a bit over-wrought, but it’s lovely.  I think it’s the things that surround it that give it the too-much feel.  If it was standing along on a table it would be magnificent. My photograph doesn’t really capture it.

I’m interviewing a couple of people today.  It’s weird, because they are the ones on the spot.  They are the ones who are expected to deliver, but I still feel nervous about asking good questions, then following their answers enough to come back with even better questions to get the best of what is in their minds onto the page.  

In truth, both the interviewer and the interviewee have to deliver.