24. March 2006 · Comments Off · Categories: imported, Ramble

After dropping Jameson off at school (at about 7:20 AM) I left for the exciting city of Irvine a fun visit with Kelsey.

Of course a drive of between seven and one thousand (in LA traffic you never know) hours demands music. So here’s the playlist. You may be unimpressed if you like—I can handle it!

Philip Glass: Soundtrack to the movie Secret Agent. This work has a lot of English horn, although I must admit I’m not fond of the EH sound on the recording. A bit too bright for my taste.)

Sibelius: Symphony No. 5. Symphony Silicon Valley is doing this next week, so I thought I’d give it yet another listen while on the road. I wonder why part of the third fourth movement sounds like a pop tune to me. Did someone use it, or is this just my problem?Lots of sound on this piece. Not a lot of notes for me. But darn, Sibelius likes low oboe. :-(

Sibelius: Symphony No. 2. Well, it was on the same CD as #5, so why not?

Beethoven: Egmont Overture. Yeah, Symphony Silicon Valley is doing this too. (The other work on the program is the Grieg Piano Concerto.)

Soundtrack to O Brother, Where Art Thou? Fun listening.

Ives: Symphony No. 2. I’ll be coaching San Jose Youth Symphony’s woodwind section in May, and one work on the program is this symphony, although I’m assuming it won’t be the whole work. I hadn’t heard this in a long time. I wonder if the kids will recognize all the tunes in the work (should we do it all). I think the ending is a cop out. But that might just be me.

Having grown weary of loud symphonic works, I listened to an emusic download: Julie Wilson signs Cole Porter. I’m not sure what I think of her, but Cole Porter sure did write some fun lyrics. I kind of felt like maybe I needed a cigarette and a martini to truly get into the CD for some reason. (I don’t smoke—I’ve not ever lit up even one cigarette!—nor do I drink martinis.)

Then it was radioland for a while. Partly because I was in LA and traveling in LA is a pain; I wanted to know what I was in for. But after a bit of chatter from radiofolk I moved on to KUSC to see what they had to offer. It began with Tchaikovsy’s fifth, which I played sometime last year. Fine. Okay. But Tchaik is Tchaik and I don’t miss him when I don’t hear him. Then a bit of Poulenc (Three Perpetual Movements, to be exact.). By then I was on overload, and I miraculously reached the hotel at just about the same time. Will wonders never cease?

—time lapse—

I’ve met Kelsey for dinner (she made fondue … yum!) and now I’m back at the hotel because RLS (restless leg syndrome) was getting to me.

More than you needed to know … and so I’ll sign off for now.
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