Danke, danke.

Ich haben ein helluva hangover, drinking one full glass of brandy for every year I've been dead. And hanging out with rowdies like Johnny Bach, Wolfy Mozart, Pops Haydn, and Johnny's son P doesn't make it easier. Ach, mein head!

And you should have heard what Felix and Gustav and John-Boy Brahms did to those polyphonic motets, you would have split a gut laughing! Only them guys would have re-wrote them in 9/8 and transposed them to C minor! What a bunch of chuckleheads!

Anyway, I'm glad you all still like my music. I really knocked my brains out on that Schiller thing.

It's hard to believe that I'm 234 years old.