Bitching

I received a twin set of CD's from the San Francisco Opera, and thinking they would be musical excerpts from the coming season, I loaded them up on my iPod. It turned out to be endless cuts of David Gockley talking. Ugh! When I used to donate to the Met, I received some lovely music from them. This seems to be more of an ego thing. No royalties have to be paid to Gockley, let's hope.