27, 11, 16, 23, 17
Above are the numbers imprinted on the jerseys of a few good looking, at least from where I was sitting, football players at yesterday's match in Dortmund Stadium. After my amazing experience in Anfield Stadium (Liverpool vs. Everton!!) earlier this year, how could I turn down an offer to watch the home team, Borrusia Dortmund (BVB), go against VfB Stuttgard in their 80,000 capa stadium. It was a really good game, and I was probably the only one sitting in the tribune amongst the thousands of BVB fans silently in my heart rooting for the away-team. ^^;; It was possibly my will that lead to the disappointing 1-1 end to the match for my companions.
I am leaving Germany in exactly 2 days and I cannot wait!! I'll be back here again in October for a tour managing job and though it seems too soon, I could use all the extra $$$.
The day before yesterday, we gathered at one of the neighbor's living quarters to watch a documentary on Mahler's 3rd Symphony. Call me ignorant but I have never heard of this composer before. I know my Bethoven, Strauss, Bach and Mozart, but nope, never heard of a Gustav Mahler from Austria. His symphony lasted for at least 90 minutes and was divided into 6 long and painful to endure movements.
1. "Pan Awakes, Summer Marches In"
2. "What the Flowers on the Meadow Tell Me"
3. "What the Animals in the Forest Tell Me"
4. "What Man Tells Me"
5. "What the Angels Tell Me"
6. "What Love Tells Me"
Usually, I would be all over this documentary as it delved into the perceptions of life in the eyes of this man who created something really beautiful, but this guy, he is far too deep for my standards. His interpretations of life just seemed too complex, too much to take in that I could not help quietly laughing in my head throughout the documentary. Someone with more poise would have been able to appreciate it, even shed a tear perhaps at his symphony but I was simply not in the mood that night. Not after going through weeks of harsh and never-ending labor. I just could not see "life" as Mahler saw it. Mahler's interpretations were very morbid in the earlier movements, focusing a lot on death and despair, but then that is just to work his symphony to its climax of joy and eternal happiness. How corny is that???!! I suppose if I had watched it at a better time, I would have been able to understand it more, without smirking at every 10 minute interval.
What I did like though was the transcripts from Nietzsche's "Midnight Song" that were used in Mahler's 3rd movement. Now that is one guy I'd like to look up for future reading. He at least judged life and all truth to it more objectively. I prefer his thinking.
I am leaving Germany in exactly 2 days and I cannot wait!! I'll be back here again in October for a tour managing job and though it seems too soon, I could use all the extra $$$.
The day before yesterday, we gathered at one of the neighbor's living quarters to watch a documentary on Mahler's 3rd Symphony. Call me ignorant but I have never heard of this composer before. I know my Bethoven, Strauss, Bach and Mozart, but nope, never heard of a Gustav Mahler from Austria. His symphony lasted for at least 90 minutes and was divided into 6 long and painful to endure movements.
1. "Pan Awakes, Summer Marches In"
2. "What the Flowers on the Meadow Tell Me"
3. "What the Animals in the Forest Tell Me"
4. "What Man Tells Me"
5. "What the Angels Tell Me"
6. "What Love Tells Me"
Usually, I would be all over this documentary as it delved into the perceptions of life in the eyes of this man who created something really beautiful, but this guy, he is far too deep for my standards. His interpretations of life just seemed too complex, too much to take in that I could not help quietly laughing in my head throughout the documentary. Someone with more poise would have been able to appreciate it, even shed a tear perhaps at his symphony but I was simply not in the mood that night. Not after going through weeks of harsh and never-ending labor. I just could not see "life" as Mahler saw it. Mahler's interpretations were very morbid in the earlier movements, focusing a lot on death and despair, but then that is just to work his symphony to its climax of joy and eternal happiness. How corny is that???!! I suppose if I had watched it at a better time, I would have been able to understand it more, without smirking at every 10 minute interval.
What I did like though was the transcripts from Nietzsche's "Midnight Song" that were used in Mahler's 3rd movement. Now that is one guy I'd like to look up for future reading. He at least judged life and all truth to it more objectively. I prefer his thinking.