31. January 2012 · Comments Off on 2 Birthdays Today · Categories: Birthdays!

(& actually 3, as I just learned François Devienne was born in 1759)

Happy Birthday, Franz Schubert! Thank you for your music. Happy Birthday, Franz Schubert! Thank you for your music. Happy Birthday, Franz Schubert! Thank you for your music. Happy Birthday. Happy Birthday. Franz. Franz. Franz. Franz. Thank you for your music. Thank you. Franz Schubert! Thank you. Franz Schubert! Thank you. Franz Schubert! Thank you. Franz Schubert! Birthday. Birthday. Birthday. Birthday. Birthday. Thank you for your music. Music. Birthday. Music. Birthday. Music. Birthday. Thank you.

Oh … and happy birthday to Philip Glass too.

The New York Times had a feature by Danielle de Niese, 32, writing about what she wore, which of course everyone was dying to know.

And now Barihunk Michael Adair, 31, writes about what he wore!

Hmmm. Are you all dying to know what I, 55, wore? And maybe when I wake up (alarm goes off every day at 7:30 AM, fyi) too? Do tell!

31. January 2012 · Comments Off on FBQD · Categories: FBQD

Still recovering, car was in the shop, had to take public transportation today…ewee. Woman next to me smelled like corn, kept hitting me in the head with her oboe.

31. January 2012 · Comments Off on Addio del passato · Categories: Opera, Videos

This is faster than I’m used to hearing it, but here’s the oboe solo in La Traviata … and some soprano stuff to accompany the oboe:

Angela Gheorghiu is singing:

31. January 2012 · Comments Off on MQOD · Categories: Quotes

Probably no other country (at least not yet) can boast as many great symphony orchestras, opera companies and conservatories. We are training and producing a stunningly high level of young musicians. The paradox: every arts institution I know is struggling to keep and develop its audience. The arts might need to be repackaged, but without compromising the quality and essence of the inherited art form of which we are the custodians.

-James Conlon


31. January 2012 · Comments Off on & So It Begins · Categories: Opera, Videos

Today is our first orchestra rehearsal for Opera San José’s La Traviata. I don’t know that it will look like this, but here’s a sample of the music:

Francisco Feliciano: Pokpok Alimpako
Peiyang Chorus & Mao Yong

Note from here: This piece is based on a motif of a Maranao (southern philippines) melody and the words of a Muslim children’s chant; it features virtuostic interlocking rhythmic patterns and a prestissimo tempo.

Pokpok alimpako pok!
Limpakopiko malalago isi daling
daon si Boroboro
bukas kasa-isa
Pokpok alimpako!

Pound your hands;
Dali will run.
Boro-boro is not around.
Open that hand under the other.
Pound your hands!

31. January 2012 · Comments Off on TQOD · Categories: TQOD

I so want to learn to play the oboe. They are just too expensive but this is a worthy goal.

Probably a dog.

Oh. Wait. I heard a dog at a concert once.

The youngster had been wailing for quite some time when Gittleman stopped the music, turned to the audience, and asked that the child be removed. Some audience members applauded.


I’m sorry that the parents were probably embarrassed. I’m sorry classical music may once again get the rep for being uptight. But really, if a child is crying, he or she should be taken out of the hall. And really, why would someone bring an infant to a concert in the first place?

I remember doing Camelot many many years ago with Richard Harris. Near the start of the musical a baby was crying. Harris, playing King Arthur, had just met Guenevere for the first time. He asked her, staying in character the whole time, “Did you bring a baby with you? I’m hearing a baby cry somewhere nearby.” She replied that she had not. He continued, concerned about the poor crying baby.

That baby must have been taken out right then, as we heard no more crying in that show.

… but I sure don’t hear one!

I’m re-writing this since I came off so darn snarky:

This is quite clever. It’s also fun. I’m just picky about what I call things. I would call these smartphone instruments rather than implying that they sound like the actual instruments. But I’m goofy that way. I also don’t call tofurkey turkey. But really, I have no issue with people making music on whatever they want to make music on. I’ve seen people make music with kitchen utensils and vegetables too. 🙂