I don't have time to make excuses for Hilli. I only have time to plead.

I'm on my knees, begging you for more Pol. Plançon, that is. If any of you has recordings of the utter perfection of this turn-of-the-century basse chantante, I would be so grateful if you could rip some mp3s and either e-mail them to me or transfer them to me via some other webbernetical way. You see, I actually do support opera piracy and have no trouble propogating ill-gotten or at least suspicious recordings of performances, no matter the venue. Let's face it: opera's going indie, and if we don't spread the love by generating and sharing treasures from the vaults of private collectors, they likely be lost to and forgotten in loftier, more remotely-accessible towers, like university libraries (gross).

Also, I'm a real junky when it comes to instant gratification.

So once again, anyone with Pol Plançon mp3s, e-mail me or find me on AOL Instant Messenger (screen name: Mme Grisi Pasta), and we can figure something out. I'm fiendin' here. Don't make me go back to meth as my drug of choice. We're fancy now. Only exquisite trills and handlebar moustaches for us, please.