triticale - the wheat / rye guy

Rare Error

There is an aphorism which pops up now and then in the blogosphere which states that "The perfect is the enemy of the good." This is not generally intended to discourage perfection where it is attainable, but rather to to encourage accomplishing good without being led astray by the distraction of perfection.

I was ready for a change of pace from the Swayzak Snowboarding in Argentina and the Jerry Lee Lewis, All Killer No Filler, I'd been listening to, so I slipped Kiri Sings Berlin into the CD player of the rental car (one of the best things about my current contract). It was a very enjoyable work of art, until the last song. The problem, very simply, is that Easter Parade is not a song which was meant for one of the world's finest trained operatic voices. Sometimes the attainment of perfection is the enemy of the good.