Owing to Christmas and minor illness, I completely neglected to respond to Phil Purser-Hallard's very kind discussion of Exercises in Song on his blog. I couldn't hope for better descriptions of the long-term project than "eccentric" or "admirably deranged."
But I can't believe he's beaten me to a Divine Comedy variation, which was planned as one of the nine literary classics in the eventual run of 99+9+3 Exercises in Song, whenever that actually happens. I'll have to roll up my sleeves and spit on my palms, now that Phil has upped the ante. It won't be pretty to watch.