Post by s on Jul 9, 2006 13:58:05 GMT -5
This sounds great, although it seems like it's aimed at younger kids than I had anticipated.
It's a tale of woe, of course. The composer in the title is, well, quite dead and someone on stage did it -- a felonious flute, perhaps, or crazed xylophonist. Or maybe those suspicious-looking foreigners, the French horns.
But "the composer" who was, prior to last night, muttering and humming and composing notes for the orchestra to play, is no longer doing that, Snicket explains solemnly. The composer is not humming or moving or even breathing.
"This is called decomposing," he says.
Heh.
It's a tale of woe, of course. The composer in the title is, well, quite dead and someone on stage did it -- a felonious flute, perhaps, or crazed xylophonist. Or maybe those suspicious-looking foreigners, the French horns.
But "the composer" who was, prior to last night, muttering and humming and composing notes for the orchestra to play, is no longer doing that, Snicket explains solemnly. The composer is not humming or moving or even breathing.
"This is called decomposing," he says.
Heh.
