You grab your ipod. Get in the car to go to work or drive your child to school. There's music in the car as you're hurtling through time and space at 60 m.p.h.
You're shuffling your ipod. Your taste is kinda eclectic. k.d.lang. J.S. Bach. Dave Matthews. Whatever. As you move along (maybe stopping at Wegmans on your way) you inhabit multiple acoustic spaces in your head. You hear Bach played in a resonant church. Norah Jones in a shoebox-sized studio. A rock band recorded live in a huge stadium.
Tonight, I saw Handel's Agrippina at New York City Opera, and I have to tell you, a desperate 2008 U.S. presidential hopeful would be reassured to have an Agrippina working behind the scenes. Part Karl Rove, part Machiavelli, the real Agrippina manipulated the Roman political scene to gain the throne for her infamous son, Nero. She maneuvers, she plots, and she truly existed.
I absorbed hours and hours of debate about music in classes that spanned topics from the newspaper industry to music theory. There's way too much to cover in a short blog, so I'll skip to my favorite bits.
Arrived in NYC before 10:00 a.m. Still summer here. 70 degrees, people in shorts, clouds of midges in Central Park. It's all green and leafy and feels like July.
I met my fellow Fellows tonight. What a range of personalities, ages, and experiences! There's an Italian polyglot classical guitarist from Hawaii, a Spanish media editor from Texas, an ex-CIA man from Oneida who dove headfirst into opera midlife at Glimmerglass.
The Rochester Oratorio Society (ROS for short) sings A Sea Symphony with the RPO this Thursday and Saturday nights. I’m thrilled to be part of it! As a member of ROS since 1991, I’ve sung under Roger Wilhelm, Mark Elder, Robert Bernhardt, Peter Bay, Uriel Segal, David Effron, and Christopher Seaman.
Last year, the ROS hired a new conductor. I wrote a profile piece that never saw the light of day. Long story. The short of it is, this seems the right place to share with you my first impressions of the new guy.