I had the most bizarre dream the other night.
Well. As bizarre as a dream with Antonio Pappano being in it can be.
Dreamt i was sitting down to do some math and Maestro Pappano came and sat next to me. Then he started talking to me, and we started talking about opera.
And then he whipped out a sheet of paper and started writing down recommendations and the phone numbers of all these singers and theatres and i was just like WHUT!?
Then he smiled at me, gave me the sheet of paper, hugged me and ambled away.
Clearly i am not getting enough rest to have such wacky dreams, but hey. Not complaining if my subconscious wants to indulge the stalker in me… :)