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James Galway’s tears can cure cancer — too bad he never cries

I have two St. Patrick’s Day presents for you!

The first one – I once suggested that Northern Ireland-born James Galway butches up the flute. This to me is no small thing, as the flute is one hell of a girly instrument. Don’t get all uppity at me; you know it’s true! And since Mr. Galway makes it manly, should it not be he rather than Chuck Norris who is considered the paragon of all that is masculine?

Therefore, today I invite you all to contribute your own Galwayisms, either via comment or Tweet (tag ’em with #jamesgalwayisbutch). Here, I’ll start:

James Galway doesn’t buy his flutes. He pulls them out of rocks, supervised by Merlin.

Okay, so that wasn’t very good. I’ll work on it (further efforts will be tweeted). I’m sure you can top me, though — the author of my favorite has a Medal of Violar in the offing.

Here is the second one. YOU’RE WELCOME.

About Jenn

Despite being the former digital marketing intern at the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra, Jenn German does not like Mozart. Beethoven could've totally beaten him up. Also she has an arts management graduate degree from American University, but this changes nothing.

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