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Striding barefoot and sans umbrella in the rain among the gaggles of cringing humanity, I was upright. I could see the metal sky and how it imposed its appearance on the low ground, but without the featureless peace (for the ground is always moving when the sky is playing on it, and its inhabitants were not made to live in the sky), and the grass in its unnatural glowing green competed with both of them.
Theory today was a blast. We are the inheritors of a dying art; Lavenda gave us the same speech that Avalon was so passionate about. Concerts used to be walked out of if old pieces were played, and new music was the only popular music. Things have changed, and there are now TVs and games and passive alternatives to the experience one must participate in at a concert. We can either die with the music and starve, or get out and make people aware. I am proud to be part of a group that is doing its best to further this principle, one it was founded on.
And then there's Stephan's point of view; music has always been dying, and it goes in cycles. No one knew anything about music in the Baroque, and then suddenly it was the classical period, and Haydn invented the symphony and there was a middle class to go to (and pay for) his concerts not sponsored by the nobility. The pendulum appears to be swinging the other way, now. Art has always struggled for quality among popularity, and rarely has the genius been recognized in his own century.
I'm going to be an American nobility, and found a festival orchestra and chorus to congregate every other week at the castle to play new music and old, and culture will not die. Stephan is going to give up on America and its oblivious mentality, and move to Europe or South America and succeed there without having to make his own audience. I am not a quitter like that, no matter now much I love Europe. I'm going there, but I'm also going to make these fools open their eyes and cease to be fools, right here. I just have to find the right way to do it, in a place where Reggie likes the weather. I may also need some help.
Theory today was a blast. We are the inheritors of a dying art; Lavenda gave us the same speech that Avalon was so passionate about. Concerts used to be walked out of if old pieces were played, and new music was the only popular music. Things have changed, and there are now TVs and games and passive alternatives to the experience one must participate in at a concert. We can either die with the music and starve, or get out and make people aware. I am proud to be part of a group that is doing its best to further this principle, one it was founded on.
And then there's Stephan's point of view; music has always been dying, and it goes in cycles. No one knew anything about music in the Baroque, and then suddenly it was the classical period, and Haydn invented the symphony and there was a middle class to go to (and pay for) his concerts not sponsored by the nobility. The pendulum appears to be swinging the other way, now. Art has always struggled for quality among popularity, and rarely has the genius been recognized in his own century.
I'm going to be an American nobility, and found a festival orchestra and chorus to congregate every other week at the castle to play new music and old, and culture will not die. Stephan is going to give up on America and its oblivious mentality, and move to Europe or South America and succeed there without having to make his own audience. I am not a quitter like that, no matter now much I love Europe. I'm going there, but I'm also going to make these fools open their eyes and cease to be fools, right here. I just have to find the right way to do it, in a place where Reggie likes the weather. I may also need some help.
