Judy Collins. An interpreter. Or so I thought until she butchered "Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues," which I could forgive because I can take or leave Dylan, too. Then she butchered "Chelsa Morning," which told me that nobody should mean with Joni Michell's songs. She's a little more insipid then say. Jone Bess, but Who Knows Where the Time Goes is a near masterpiece all the way around, and "Pretty Polly" stones for "Tom Thumb" at least.

Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. They made music I loved because I could sing falsetto until I was 16. Every year WMEX brings them to town and runs a contest to give away half the house because who wants to hear 35 year old Frankie Valli sing "Cheery Baby"? People who can still sing falsetto.

Terry Straus, My ex-roomate, and my friend; Shouts of kickback, payolat so what. Terry's third trip to the Dunster library for forty minutes of voice and guitar. Twice I sang with him, and both times I was terrible, so I don't sing with him anymore. Terry's not an interpreter, he just sings other people's songs. But he's got a good voice, and he plays well, so he manager to bring it off quite well. His patter's not to be believed, and they tell me he's working on an original.

DUNSTER LIBRARY: Terry Straus, Nov. 18. 5:30 FREE.

KIRKLAND JCR: Lyan Chang '75, and Marta Dabezies `72 perform works by Bach, Beethoven, Ravel and Kirchner for violin and piano, Fri., 8:30 p.m.

SANDERS THEATER: Harvard-Radcliffe Orchestra, James Yannatos, conductor, and Phyllis Curtin, soprano, Sat., 8:30 p.m., reserved sents, $1.50, $2.50, $3.50.

SYMPHONY HALL: Judy Clloins, Nov. 17, Frankie Valli, Nov. 24, 7:30 and 9:30. Tickets $4-$6.

LOWELL HOUSE JCR: Pipe Dream, a band of recent emigres from New York with distinctively Western flavor. Good healthy snatch of what's come out of San Francisco in the last 10 years. A must for Airplane, Quicksilver and Dead freaks, of al., 8 p.m., food, drink, dancing.