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Debussy concert yayness. This morning was the orchestra rehearsal they usually cancel and didn't this time (first time I've had to go to a Sat. morning orchestra rehearsal since Mexico City). However, after they let the chorus out, mama and I sat in the audience for the rest of the open-rehearsal and listened to the Ravel G Major piano concerto all the way through and several corrections. That is SUCH a COOL piece. First thing mama said when it got to the Ravel-ish piano effects all the way up and down the keyboard was "sounds like Reggie." I said, "too jazzy." Heh. So she said "He needs to learn," and conceded it was a combination of Reggie and Gershwin, but completely Ravel.
So tonight was the actual concert, and while Stephane the verrry Frrrench conductor had indeed slicked his hair back at the beginning, by the end of the second movement of the Debussy it was back in its normal foof to about twice the size of his head. Very entertaining. And we sang our alluring siren third-movement, and it was fun, and the altos left the stage when the conductor did, but then he came back on to acknowledge us again and half of us were gone... it was funny. But then we did leave, and I ran down to the musicians' lounge and got out of the stupid dress and went and sat with Reggie for the Ravel. Heeeeee.
Guess who we saw at intermission? Errollyn Wallen! Reggie and I were talking and I saw her walking up behind him and I pointed and gasped, and he looked at me and asked "what?" very skeptically... It was funny when he turned around. Anyway, we talked to her, and then after wandering over to the other side, we saw Anne whateverherlastnameis, the really weird pianist who subbed for Avalon one Sunday. She must be slightly deaf or something, because she didn't seem to hear anything unless I said it twice. It was an odd conversation, mostly about how she loved the piece and had played it in college and what she did in high school and oh, was I in the symphony chorus, yes, that's why I had the dress...
The Mendelssohn after intermission was surprisingly notbad. There were a lot of extremely classical repeats and little baroque suspensionful dances in the first movement... kind of fun. There was some relatively heavy (for classical) drama, in the rest of it. And after the concert I managed to delay about half an hour before we and they had to leave Jones Hall and go home.
Tomorrow, maybe I will get a bunch of English done.
So tonight was the actual concert, and while Stephane the verrry Frrrench conductor had indeed slicked his hair back at the beginning, by the end of the second movement of the Debussy it was back in its normal foof to about twice the size of his head. Very entertaining. And we sang our alluring siren third-movement, and it was fun, and the altos left the stage when the conductor did, but then he came back on to acknowledge us again and half of us were gone... it was funny. But then we did leave, and I ran down to the musicians' lounge and got out of the stupid dress and went and sat with Reggie for the Ravel. Heeeeee.
Guess who we saw at intermission? Errollyn Wallen! Reggie and I were talking and I saw her walking up behind him and I pointed and gasped, and he looked at me and asked "what?" very skeptically... It was funny when he turned around. Anyway, we talked to her, and then after wandering over to the other side, we saw Anne whateverherlastnameis, the really weird pianist who subbed for Avalon one Sunday. She must be slightly deaf or something, because she didn't seem to hear anything unless I said it twice. It was an odd conversation, mostly about how she loved the piece and had played it in college and what she did in high school and oh, was I in the symphony chorus, yes, that's why I had the dress...
The Mendelssohn after intermission was surprisingly notbad. There were a lot of extremely classical repeats and little baroque suspensionful dances in the first movement... kind of fun. There was some relatively heavy (for classical) drama, in the rest of it. And after the concert I managed to delay about half an hour before we and they had to leave Jones Hall and go home.
Tomorrow, maybe I will get a bunch of English done.
