Shall we take the previous minutes as read?
And the hours when morning brightened
To a day in the heart, out of mind, hot
With reckless words and shared heartbeats.
Our secretary sends his apologies, he's
Incapacitated by remorse and melancholia
After that joke that fell flat in the pub.
The first order of business is chemistry,
And Doctor Wiseman has supplied the pills.
It's blue for warm and white for cool.
(Do let us know how you get on.)
Plans for the next event already are in hand.
And don't forget your longings and regrets,
Because you'll have the nights all to yourself.
Thursday, October 30, 2014
Saturday, October 25, 2014
Friday, October 24, 2014
Shaman Uchida summons the genius, conducts not just the orchestra but acts as a lightning conductor bringing the sounds to earth.
When she plays the piano, every note is made to count, even the very rapid twinkling notes that abound. There is never any definition lost.
I love the way at the end when she comes back for her curtain call, the orchestra refuses to stand up as she pleads with them to share the applause, leaving it all for her and she bows to them. Then after she has received a bouquet, she asks them again and they stand up.