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Wednesday, 05 August 2009


Dear Glo, many thanks for the link. Don't apologise for it being in French, it is the only language other than English I can read!

The poster on the cover is very nice. The building behind the girl is so typical of the 30's architecture.

Here is a gift for the Musical Cat, and for you to enjoy.
(Two new and unpublished pieces by Mozart. Sorry, it's not in English. You just have to scroll down a little bit and click on the green button, on the left)

Dark Puss wondered for a second if you meant the Norwegian rock band of the same name! (Or, much more unlikely, the forthcoming Snoop Dogg album).

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