Sunday, March 18, 2012
This is a critical method for keeping people from getting confused, especially in a season where there can be rehearsals and performances for two or three things simultaneously. It is vital to not be confused.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Here's the two reviews I could find:
Kansas City Star, "Epic meets intimate: Lyric Opera's "Nixon" is a stunner"
KCMetropolis.org, "Opera in the age of the sound bite"
The KCMetropolis review was written by a friend of mine. He's not the sort of person to take it easy on one of the highest-profile performing ensembles because I'm playing in the back row, but the connection does exist.
Monday, March 05, 2012
I'm sitting in a restaurant that didn't exist when I first started my tenure at UMKC. Well, the name and brand existed, but the old building that it inhabited was torn down years ago. Now it's in a deserted firehouse which DID exist then, but had a fire department in it.
Are you following me so far?
I'm also bogging, which I didn't do when I first came here. And even weirder, I'm doing that on my phone. Mostly as an experiment -- it isn't a satisfactory typing experience and it makes me long for a keyboard.
I would be at the university, where I have access to chairs and computers, but they're notoriously stingy with the parking. That is a perennial that has only gotten worse with the destruction of one of the main garages.
It is nice to sit here and enjoy a day: I get so little opportunity to do that nowadays. It's brought to me by the symphony having a strange split rehearsal across the afternoon and into the evening.
So I'm betting on a 10:00 supper tonight. 10:30 if there is overtime.
Sunday, March 04, 2012
|Pit view for "Nixon in China"|
And that's so amazing I can barely speak.
She was making a whole host of aggrieved noises, so I looked up. Unlike what I assumed, she was not being mugged or otherwise molested. She was simply walking -- achingly slow -- down the hallway, using her cane. Every step brought some sort of vocalization, none of them pleasant or muted. She was using the sort of voice one uses to make a lover guilty while sitting six seats down the bar from them ("oh, you're a DOCTOR. WELL, isn't that AWESOME!")
The site helped correct the spelling for surreptitious and it also listed a definition I didn't understand.
3. obtained by subreption; subreptitious.
I still remember going to Powell Hall in St. Louis when I was young and seeing the symphony. I don't remember anything about the concert or what we saw, but I remember going at some point. Hopefully these kids do, too.