Tears of a Clownsilly once again cracks me up: "You can't hate Francis Poulenc's music unless you are, well, let's say Pierre Boulez or Theodor Adorno. But Boulez and Adorno are the kind of people that hate small animals and children too. 'They are not powerful enough' Boulez might say. Adorno might criticize their lack of progressive aesthetic values... 'DORA THE EXPLORER!? Das ist NICHTEN KUNST! NICHTEN KUNST!' or 'Liebe DAS CHEW TOY nachter AUSCHWITZ!???'**...." The asterisk leads to a free admission of the diarist's inability to speak German. In other hilarity, The Fredösphere has discovered that he is the proud father of "the most uncompromising artistic visionary in the history of the world." The word "uncompromising" is one of the most wearisome clichés of new-music criticism, but in this case it is richly, opulently deserved.
