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IS MUSIC THE KEY TO THE MAGIC IN ME?
I am so lazy with writing posts lately and I am not happy about that. I should already be in bed but I refuse to accept the fact that weekend is over!
That thing I was planning to write about is no longer actual. This subject is not actual eather but I would like to write a bit about my recent cultural upswing. After long time I went to a classical music concert in Lisinski. I am often ashamed that I never attend those events. Concidering my roots I should know more about the subject and again I am ashamed to admit that I lack in most important basic stuff. All that would not be that bad if I did not have a professional pianist at home and also dad who knows those things. Anyways, grandpa did not want to go so he gave me his ticket. It was a good repertoire. First part of a concert was great and it was about stuff I am into. First of all, Zagreb Philharmonic Orchestra played "Finlandia", most famous composition of the greatest finnish composer Jean Sibelius. Then there was something I was completely amazed with. It was a Concert for Bandoneon and Orchestra by Astor Piazzolla. I have never heard the sound of bandoneon live and since I am totally crazy about tango, I fell in love immediately.
Peter Soave was the one playing bandoneon and his performance was a great success. Here I must input some of my tango crisis again. I never got over leaving tango classes. Normal question now would be: why the fuck don't you go back? Muchos problemos! I finnished 3 months beginner's course but I lost my original partner after only 2 courses. He was not too much into it, he disliked the teacher and he started working at the same hour when course took place (probably on purpose 
) No, seriously, all that was too much to handle just so he could do me a favor. Then I switched partners for 2 months and I disliked it. I think I already wrote that I was not too happy about being compelled to dance with someone with two wooden feet every friday. I started hating those friday evenings because I did not know who I'll get next time (sweaty, redneck, too close - invading my personal space or just sicko). Then I kinda found a partner who really had 2 left feet and who did not really want to be there. I do not want to sound mean, it's not like I think that I am a queen of tango because I probably have 2 left feet also (although Id like to think that I was doing very okya). 2 left feet would be okya only if I chose them. If you know the guy, you could yell at him! So now; there is a Tango Academy for those who have finished that 3 months' course and I do not want to go through that situazione again and if I find someone else to be my partner and bring him there...he would not know the things from beginner's course. Ahhh....In any case, check this out!
Back to the concert: at the end (a long long one) Zagreb Philharmonic Orchestra played 6th symphony of Gustav Mahler (btw, if I'll ever have a son he will be called Gustav). I was prepared to hear some great music if I knew that it would last that long I would leave after the first part. At the begining of the 3rd movement I was yearning for the end. When it was over I almost started clapping (juntti). At the last moment I realised that it was not over!! What a disappointment!! As I figured out that I will be sitting there for some extra time, I took the program and started reading. Then I found even more disappointing sentence in the text. It said that 4th movement of Mahler's 6th Symphony is the longest of all movements Mahler ever wrote!
And so it was, it lasted for 35 minutes. Next time I'll read the program right away! If it was the most beautiful music in the world, I would not realise because I just cannot sit at one spot that long. One other thing: how come people in the pause between movements start to cough like crazy?? How do they resist to cough during the concert?
Pics from I.G. Luigi concert in Kset few years ago that I owe to Tvrle!
Post je objavljen 05.03.2007. u 00:21 sati.