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So, last night...
Augh. Overload.
Middle of the day, Stephan was explaining what he knew of Latin American history to me, from the point of view of Chile. Which is fascinating. He told me the more recent revolutionary bits when I got back from Latin. And played me some revolutionary Chilean songs. Agh. It was so unpretentious, so real, it reminded me so much of Limpopo... I had to show him some Limpopo, so I brought him back to my room, and did that, and then I just had to do Kashmir... Robert Plant, the only rocker I know of who uses quarter-tones intentionally.
So then we went to the music library.
I could cry. It's like infinity it scares me. There is so much there. The complete works in full-orchestra sore (if applicable) of Tchaikovsky, Rachmaninov, Shostakovich, Brahms, Schubert, Stravinsky, Wagner, Rameau, Verdi, everyone... And then walls, walls, walls of books of musicology about them. A whole shelf just for Wagner, with very few duplicates. We spent an hour gaping, drooling, leafing through things. We didn't even scratch the surface. We overloaded, and left before it closed.
And went back to his room, listened to more stuff, explained more Chilean history. And then, to try a soprano out on me, he played some bits from Purcell's Dido and Aeneas (fine, it's Purcell, but it's pretty in some places), and more stuff. He retreated to the bathroom for a bit and lef tme with some Arabic poetry that just killed me, and then. Rach art song. Nye poi krasavitsa pri mnye. I just couldn't take any more. I collapsed and burst into tears (quietly).
For a break (after having a mutual overload period during which kleenex abounded), there was Jacques Brel and his song about wanting to be "cute, cute, cute, in a stupid-assed way." And then, for an exercise and lesson session, he explained the entire timeline of the writing of Wagner's operas, in the most interesting, funny, informative and engaging way I can possibly imagine it explained. Everyone needs to hear this. And then be played excerpts in this order. It is so amazing.
It was past midnight before I left, and I had piano in the morning. I got up at 6:30, but very reluctantly.
Augh. Overload.
Middle of the day, Stephan was explaining what he knew of Latin American history to me, from the point of view of Chile. Which is fascinating. He told me the more recent revolutionary bits when I got back from Latin. And played me some revolutionary Chilean songs. Agh. It was so unpretentious, so real, it reminded me so much of Limpopo... I had to show him some Limpopo, so I brought him back to my room, and did that, and then I just had to do Kashmir... Robert Plant, the only rocker I know of who uses quarter-tones intentionally.
So then we went to the music library.
I could cry. It's like infinity it scares me. There is so much there. The complete works in full-orchestra sore (if applicable) of Tchaikovsky, Rachmaninov, Shostakovich, Brahms, Schubert, Stravinsky, Wagner, Rameau, Verdi, everyone... And then walls, walls, walls of books of musicology about them. A whole shelf just for Wagner, with very few duplicates. We spent an hour gaping, drooling, leafing through things. We didn't even scratch the surface. We overloaded, and left before it closed.
And went back to his room, listened to more stuff, explained more Chilean history. And then, to try a soprano out on me, he played some bits from Purcell's Dido and Aeneas (fine, it's Purcell, but it's pretty in some places), and more stuff. He retreated to the bathroom for a bit and lef tme with some Arabic poetry that just killed me, and then. Rach art song. Nye poi krasavitsa pri mnye. I just couldn't take any more. I collapsed and burst into tears (quietly).
For a break (after having a mutual overload period during which kleenex abounded), there was Jacques Brel and his song about wanting to be "cute, cute, cute, in a stupid-assed way." And then, for an exercise and lesson session, he explained the entire timeline of the writing of Wagner's operas, in the most interesting, funny, informative and engaging way I can possibly imagine it explained. Everyone needs to hear this. And then be played excerpts in this order. It is so amazing.
It was past midnight before I left, and I had piano in the morning. I got up at 6:30, but very reluctantly.
