I don't mean to be so slow, things (broken modems, inherent laziness, the usual stuff) just keep getting in the way. I want to be like the New York bloggers, who have Villazon's Lucia difficulties written up almost before Anna's sung her mad scene. (Or so it seems.) But then time stretches, and stretches, and here I am almost a week later and I've managed no more than a few sentences about Die Zauberflöte. However, here I am.