Stacy Horn

I told Will I wanted something a little shorter and flippier and I walked out with the best cut EVER of all time.

<———Check it out.  I do not lie.

If you want great hair too, I go to Will at Whistle, (212) 477-0631, 267 East 10th Street, except they’re moving next door, so I think it will be 265 East 10th.

So now I can go to the performance tonight with that “I feel pretty, oh so pretty” spring in my step.

Now I have to practice the bits I messed up last night.

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!)

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.

This guy doesn’t really count, but here he is.  I promise to be more inventive in the future.  OH. I should order that bird feeder Karen suggested!!

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??