Thoughts, stories, and quiet reflections inspired by music.
Musicita is a personal music blog shaped by listening, really listening. It’s a place for moments when a song stays with you longer than expected, when an artist’s work sparks a thought, or when music quietly becomes part of a memory.
It must be in a month, but I see nothing here
We can’t possibly stay here, I said; and as I spoke the firing reopened for a moment upon the common.
Audio Post: A sigh of satisfaction
The nearer moon, hurtling suddenly above the horizon and lighting up the Barsoomian scene, showed me that my preserver was Woola.
How surprised he’ll be when he finds out
It did so indeed, and much sooner than she had expected
Can you catch the expression of the whale?
So he got out of the fury of the panic, and, skirting the Edgware Road, reached Edgware about seven, fasting and wearied, but well ahead of the crowd.
What art thrusting that thief-catcher into my face?
I believe I have broken a finger here against his cursed jaw ain’t those mincing knives down in the forecastle there, men
The man liberally provides the brains
I believe I have broken a finger here against his cursed jaw ain’t those mincing knives down in the forecastle there, men?
