
I found this moth on my kitchen table. I have to admit, thanks to Steve, I see moths just a little bit differently than I did before he and I met. Because he and I are of different generations, he often introduces me to art and music that I am quite sure I would not chance upon without him. Most recently he introduced Archy, a philosophical cockroach who used to be a poet in a previous life, and Mehitabel, a wise-talking alley cat who believes she is Cleopatra reincarnated. Created in 1916 by Don Marquis in his daily column for the New York Evening Sun, the pair share adventures expressed in light verse. One of Steve’s favorites: the lesson of the moth. In time, the shorts were compiled into books, and a musical was recorded with Carol Channing voicing Mehitabel.
Steve tracked down a CD containing the original music production. We listened last night. It was a treat to hear the actors bringing such unique characters to life. Now, also found on this CD is the Carnival of Animals, an instrumental work paired with words by Ogden Nash. When the Carnival music started, it was beautiful … and it was strangely familiar. I asked Steve who confirmed, “It’s a classic by Saint-Saens. I first heard it as a child, when my father played it in the 50’s.” “Hmmm,” I replied. “I think I first heard it on Bugs Bunny.” Steve shrugged. “That’s where you first heard Wagner, isn’t it?” Well, too true. Meanwhile …
* You can hear the complete version of the Saint-Saens Carnival of Animals suite via this link.
* Read more about and by Archy & Mehatibel here.
* FYI, Carnival of Animals was featured in a Bug Bunny production which you can read more about at the bottom of this wiki page. And to learn more about Bugs Bunny as classical music teacher, check out this wonderful page called Bugs Bunny Goes Classical.






I find hope in the sunrise and sunset. The light that leaks in through a window, that dots the midnight sky. I know it sounds hokey but it is true. Even if my eyes are closed, if I can feel the sun’s rays, there is something hopeful in the sensation. And maybe that’s it, at least for me. There’s something about simply interacting with the world — seeing the possibilities, feeling them, hearing the stories of others –that inspires a sense of one day, just maybe, that possibility might come true for me or for the ones I care about in this world.