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Sorry about that last entry. If I could figure out how to delete it, I would. . .and I did.
The Sox are going all the way.
And now, Mahler 5:
I have spent the last 6 hours partaking in one of the most enjoyable experiences I have ever had.
A group of us went into the city to see the Chicago Symphony Orchestra play Mahler's Fifth Symphony.
We left for the city at 4 because we heard the tickets were going to sell out, and they did, shortly after we got our $15 student tickets.
If you haven't heard the symphony, it's hard to describe it's progression. Starting with a Funeral March of epic proportions, the Trumpet leads the way into 5 movements which, for me, tell the story of a troubled life. However, right next to this funeral march and raunchy agony, is absolute beauty and passion, creating a dichotomy between a phantasmagoric, somatic personal battle on the one hand, and intimate sentimental reflections on the other. The result is an other-worldly sense of the essence of life. This sounds cheesy, but it really does encapsulate the full spectrum of human emotion in 5 complex, evolving movements. In the third movement, the opening theme is reiterated throughout, only in a minor key, and it doesn't get past the first line. It just keeps building up all this tension, until finally it comes back, bigger than before, and you jump out of your seat, only to be sedated and taken on a tour of sentimental memory in the fourth movement. . .
Although there were some minor technical problems, including Martin's weak opening, and a failure to capitalize on a few crescendi and build-up moments, the overal product was "delicious".
There's so much I could say about it. Suffice it to say I enjoyed myself. Oh, and Dale Clevenger, Christopher Martin, Larry Combs, Jay Friedman, and so many more are phenomenal. It was great fun watching their faces turn beet red, they were playing with so much power.
The Sox are going all the way.
And now, Mahler 5:
I have spent the last 6 hours partaking in one of the most enjoyable experiences I have ever had.
A group of us went into the city to see the Chicago Symphony Orchestra play Mahler's Fifth Symphony.
We left for the city at 4 because we heard the tickets were going to sell out, and they did, shortly after we got our $15 student tickets.
If you haven't heard the symphony, it's hard to describe it's progression. Starting with a Funeral March of epic proportions, the Trumpet leads the way into 5 movements which, for me, tell the story of a troubled life. However, right next to this funeral march and raunchy agony, is absolute beauty and passion, creating a dichotomy between a phantasmagoric, somatic personal battle on the one hand, and intimate sentimental reflections on the other. The result is an other-worldly sense of the essence of life. This sounds cheesy, but it really does encapsulate the full spectrum of human emotion in 5 complex, evolving movements. In the third movement, the opening theme is reiterated throughout, only in a minor key, and it doesn't get past the first line. It just keeps building up all this tension, until finally it comes back, bigger than before, and you jump out of your seat, only to be sedated and taken on a tour of sentimental memory in the fourth movement. . .
Although there were some minor technical problems, including Martin's weak opening, and a failure to capitalize on a few crescendi and build-up moments, the overal product was "delicious".
There's so much I could say about it. Suffice it to say I enjoyed myself. Oh, and Dale Clevenger, Christopher Martin, Larry Combs, Jay Friedman, and so many more are phenomenal. It was great fun watching their faces turn beet red, they were playing with so much power.