Sometimes it's not the sound, it's the expected construction. or: I just crashed my brain by starting to listen to Die Zauberflöte in English. By people who didn't use the form of articulation I was expecting (a matter of style) in an opera where I fully expect not just the German language, but the 1980s meticulous precision of a certain Metropolitan Opera production. Which I thought I'd found.
A production I had a long, long time ago, back in the days when converting MP3 to WMA was something done to save space. So all I have left of said production is a low quality WMA file that drives me a touch lopsided.
This was not that production, and to such a degree that I think I've sprained an eyebrow.
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