I’m of two minds about my son becoming a violinist. Music is a tough profession, and it will have to be his choice. But making him practice is another thing. The skills and discipline he learns then will stay with him forever. Only good will come of it.
Get your attention? Then you might want to read this.
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Watching the video on this page makes me want to see Light in the Piazza again. And see Floyd Collins for the first time. (I have the CD to the latter, but I’ve never seen the production.)
And now Princess Bride is being done as a musical? By Guettel?
Of course I will have to see that!
(I read about the interview here, at Michael Kaulkin’s site. Must give credit where credit is due, right?)
And now it’s time for a nap. This cold and sinus thing has me in a grumpy mood. (Although listening to the music at the end of the Guettel video brightened me up a bit.)
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Reviews that include things like this:
“The second movement was so ethereal as the spaceship floated further into the deep heavens. The flute, oboe and horn blended perfectly with a rather “weightless” sensation of no gravity as the ship went from galaxy to galaxy.”
… crack me up. Horribly. Actually the whole review was pretty humorous. In many ways it reminded me of reviews I’ve read by students. But anyway, it’s a read. Of sorts. How odd to open a season with a pops concert of fluff. But maybe that’s what it takes these days …?
Pliable, of An Overgrown path has blogged about Music Ethos. It sounds as if they wrote to him (her? … do we know the gender of this blogger? Hmmm.) to encourage giving this music download service a try. His blog begins, “Dear classical music blogger, critic and connoisseur, …”. They didn’t write to me. I wanna be a connoisseur. Should I be hurt? Offended? Hostile toward them? Well, maybe not for the fact that they didn’t email me … but there are no oboe groups listed! Sigh.
Over at Fundamentally Sound there are a couple of very special lines from this particular blog entry that I simply have to share (especially since I’m from California and I have sons who wear “interesting” t-shirts—both have enjoyed the “30 and still frisky” t-shirt Brandon found at a second hand store and of course my boys aren’t quite near 30 yet):
One of them made the comment that my t-shirt was reason enough to stop me. Talk about fashion police!
“Now California is a liberal state isn’t it. Out there, you can fudge things and people will look the other way. Here, we’re not a liberal state, we say exactly what we mean.”
Ahhh yes. I never say exactly what I mean. You gotta be creative and clever to figure out what I really mean, you know? Because I’m from California. And I wear odd t-shirts now and then.
As to the “stuffy” part of my subject header here … I have a cold. Sigh. Opening night is Saturday. And I get a cold. Wouldn’t ya know? Ah well. I can still play the oboe. I’ll just sniff a lot. And make everyone feel sorry for me.
Or maybe just feel sorry that they are stuck in an orchestra pit with me.
