If someone asked you to give up music for a day, would you? Could you?
Writer and former rock star Bill Drummond wants you to try. Tomorrow, if possible. He’s declared Wednesday, November 21st “No Music Day.”
His point? To get us to think about the unwanted, sometimes-god-awful music we’re forced to hear in public places such as lobbies, restaurants, and shared office spaces. His point is to get us to listen mindfully.
To support Drummond’s mission, BBC Radio Scotland will eliminate all music November 21st, including the short clips before the news. Thousands of people have promised to live in silence for the day on the No Music Day Web site, http://www.nomusicday.com/home.html.
My goal in writing this blog today is to make you feel thankful not only for the impending Thanksgiving holiday, but also for the fact that I can write a blog that is shorter and to the point, while still being interesting (I hope). Here goes.......
Coinciding this week are: National Family Week (11/18-11/24), National Game and Puzzle Week (also 11/18-11/24) and Better Conversation Week (11/19-11/25). With Thanksgiving being this Thursday, the fore mentioned observances are not only perfect timing, but ideal topics for today's blog as well.
I started running eleven years ago, and I’ve run essentially the same four-mile route from the start. The first mile follows the Erie Canal, then jogs south. There’s a long, upward slope, a left by the college sign, and then a loop around the campus of the State University of New York at Brockport. The route winds through arches, down brick walkways and through a tunnel of locust trees. At the end, I huff up a staircase to a place where someone’s sprayed “REPOMAN” on the concrete wall of a bridge. At the end of a run, I’m always glad to see Repoman.
9:59 a.m. Friday, November 16th. Backstage Pass, WXXI's live studio music show, airs in about 3 hours.
Host Julia Figueras is still not sure what guests Juliana Athayde and William Preucil will be playing. Since the two violinists had a student-teacher relationship, Julia decides to focus the interview on the subject of mentoring. 10:15 a.m. Julia shows her list of interview questions to intern Hannah St. Marie.
Skitty purred when she heard that Bocelli sang at the Metropolitan Opera earlier this week. But the purring stopped when someone explained to her that he was only testing the acoustics. Bocelli, the blind pop star tenor whose reedy voice is much-maligned by classical music critics, is friends with Met general manager Peter Gelb. Bocelli might perform an out-of-season recital.
“So you see, imagination needs moodling - long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling and puttering.” - Brenda Ueland
My colleague Simon and I slipped out for coffee the other day.
Heading out the back door, we nearly tripped over a tropical plant sticking out of a plastic bag.
Who would throw out that nice plant? I wondered to myself. Did someone get fired? Is it dead? Would it fit in my car? I should adopt that plant, no, wait, I kill houseplants. Maybe it’s still alive. I don’t want it, but it’ll die out here . . .
While I was running down this maternal track, Simon whipped out his camera phone.
Quartsemble's new album, Tango
Today a few Rochesterians will go hear string quartet Quartsemble perform in the Hochstein Performance Hall.
Next month, others will hear the same group -- in a bar.
WRUR’s Scott Regan tipped me off to the fact that Quartsemble has been playing a monthly gig at the Flipside Bar and Grill. (Next time they’ll play is December 16th. http://www.flipsidebarandgrill.com/)
A lot of classical musicians, impatient with the clunky cultural trappings of the traditional scene, are popping up in unexpected places.
Baltimore-based saxophonist Brian Sacawa writes about his experience playing bars,
While trying to decide upon a focus for this week's blog, I browsed through my holidays and observances calendar for inspiration. Lucky for me, a few related themes quickly jumped out, so here I am writing about.....writing. And reading. And families. Being a bit of a bibliophile, I am quite excited to share some ideas, resources and thoughts on reading, writing and family. I read a lot, I write a lot and I have a LOT of family. This is as good as combining chocolate and peanut butter!
Monday night. Off to Oratorio Society to practice singing Handel’s Messiah.
I’m not alone. Hundreds of local singers all over Western New York are preparing for what’s become a holiday ritual. Adding up the performances from my group, the Rochester Chamber Orchestra, The Publick Musick, and dozens of smaller choirs, you could probably hear Messiah live twice a week until Christmas. Beats shopping.
In a feeble effort to live a more mindful existence, I recently started taking notes during rehearsals.
My notes look like this:
“All WL Sheep like NBC theme.”
“Poor Eric w/ broken arm!!”
“Gates have no heads.”