Rainier Symphony

Tonight we got to hear the Rainier Symphony.
Sister and Brother in law are going with us.
I put a new link on the site, "pageflakes" it's sort of an index of classical music blog sites.
Norman Lebrecht is in trouble for something he wrote about some record company.
I can sympathize.
At least he knows what the complaint is.
The only interaction I've ever had with that industry is the time in '65 when I picked the pebbles out of the tread of a Columbia exec's Pegaso.
Mr Lebrecht is accused of failure to check facts. Whooof! meat and potatoes to this site, eh?
The spine of this literary obscenity, this blot on the electronic etherworld, is my ignorance and incompetence.

Go with your strengths.

I've been reading about emotional reactions to music on other sites.
My wife has emotional reactions to music. I don't exactly understand that sort of thing, especially in public.

Sometimes Beethoven raises a giggle.

My main emotional reaction to even being in public is paranoia.
Which, as far as I'm concerned is rational fear considering the treatment I got for having the temerity to actually like one of SSO's employees.
I like all of them, actually.
Even the one I saw at Caffe Ladro last Wed.
The bear, not the singer.

Anyway, I suppose it's my job to consider all other composers "competition" and all other music "inferior" to the stuff I will eventually write as soon as I get the hang of it.
I go to concerts to study music, sort of like that little German spy on "Laugh-in" hiding with his spyglasses behind the foliage.
"Weeyry eenterestink, but a plagal cadence in the mediant? Pfui!"
Not that I actually know what those musical terms actually mean.
"Just making it up as I goes along". (from Finnegans Wake by James Joyce)
Wonderful article in New Yorker about bloggers esp our beloved "Think Denk"
Jeremy has it linked, if you don't get the magazine itself.
Ho humm....... what else?

The enthusiasm on those other sites has me quite exhausted. I'd better go now and rest up for tonight's concert.