I’m a Staff Pick in Denver!!

Thank you, Denver!  A friend spotted this and took a picture.  Woohoo!  I’m so happy it’s still on the shelves and in at least one store it was given the honor of a staff recommendation.  (Although being next to Kazuo Ishiguro gives me an “I am not worthy” feel!)

We Are Not All Created Equal, Alas


I saw this photograph by August Sander a couple of weeks ago.  I mean, right away, it hits you in the face. Some people point a camera at a couple of kids and you get faces so anonymous it’s like you’re not even looking at anyone.

But Sander shoots a couple of kids and we get this.  I stare and stare and stare. Talent feels like magic to me sometimes. How do they do that??

I am so happy Kris is in the final two. (American Idol. It’s a tv thing.)  I remember at the beginning of the season he was such a mystery.  He hadn’t been introduced to us in the audition process, not that I could remember anyway, and he seemed so light weight.  But it turns out he was smoldering and subtle.

Tonight we rehearse the Missa Solemnis with the orchestra.  We’ll go all the way inside of Beethoven’s head for the first time.  We’ll hear everything he heard, and be completely enveloped by whatever he was feeling.  

It will be like a musical seance, and the once living breathing heart of Beethoven will come back to life and speak to us again, through the choir and the orchestra, his mediums.

Moments of Glory

As I’ve been posting, we’ve been rehearsing Beethoven’s Missa Solemnis for months, and the moment of truth is at hand. The performance is Friday!  Today, I sat in on the rehearsal with the orchestra and soloists.  Aren’t they amazing? I point out the et vitam venturi fugue I’ve been freaking out about. Can you tell how hard that is??

Clean Windows

This picture of the plant hanging in the front of my apartment was taken from the bedroom, looking through the bedroom window, across the airshaft, and finally through the kitchen window.  Impressively clean windows, no??