Food for Moloch
Saw Beethoven 1 & 2 with the Sydney Symphony tonight – Emmanuel Ax playing his piano concertos with David Robertson conducting. Very good. I do enjoy these concerts, I do.
Is there a mythological character, I wonder, that represents the process whereby a society/civilisation gorges itself on culture produced by its artists, and continues to eat ad infinitum? A sort of ravenous Moloch that occasionally spurts gold from its nose.
That might make for some weird allegorical play one day.
The cold did not return. It is now whence.
(From whence it came, you see.)