I've said it before: If I had to pick the proper time to get a malady that took my picking abilities from me, there would be no more apropos time than these aesthetic times we are in. So be it. I will always enjoy listening to most of the music I've saved over the years in my own private collections. But I get a CD with every issue of Sing Out magazine that arrives in the mail. Today I sent that CD on to old friend Fritz Schuler --as I do after listening to all of those. Today I wrote a note to him saying that if he liked one tenth of the songs on it, then he would like 10% more than I enjoyed.

The times they are a-changing...

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