Saturday, December 23, 2006

Some disassembly required?

I haven't heard yet that my favorite group of street musicians, users of my tax money and refusers of my personal money, has found a new concertmaster. It has been, what, three years? Could the problem be that anyone with the musical talent combined with the leadership capabilities necessary for the position would be too hard on the fragile egos of the children who are "the deciders" of the once promising Seattle Symphony Orchestra? (There is one guy there who couldn't even keep a job at Boeing, that's talent).
And now, they don't even have a executive director!
Paul Meecham is gone. We have an acting director, a girl! (just trying for some controversy here (see Deborah's blog (ceallaighgirl.blogspot.com) about the seal harvest))
What next, get rid of all the musicians and replace them with temps?
Works for some corporations, half time pay, no benefits.
Works for the guys down in Soundbridge.
Call it the great Pacific Northwest Temporary Band.
I can't comment on Mr. Schwartz's conducting because of my lack of musical sophistication, but he has lost his lip and is no longer a musician.
Unfortunately, he dosn't seem to have the leadership chops either.
A poster boy. An icon. A figurehead.
Alas.
What has the poor little guy (he only comes up to here on me) given up for his sycophantic desire to hob nob with the money?
There is a wonderful story in James Joyces "Dubliners" about lowering ones self into the heights of society. Called "The race" or something.
Not to mention the many popular artist's live's going into the dumper because of addictions to recreational drugs other than vanity (see the checkout displays at your local grocery store).
Sad, but true stories all.
Poor Gerard.
To continue the comparing SSO's leadership with the country's, we await the next big election hoping to find someone more worth trying to pretend we are smaller than.

It's fun to think of Benaroya Hall as a gigantic instrument case laid out as a beggar's bowl, but let's face it, that's what it is. We are Seattle, they sit below the salt.
They should try some humility, a little harder to digest than salt, but much healthier.

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