11.11.2004
slightly better day today
Well, so I'm still reeling from yesterday's conversations and such. But it's been a slightly better day: had our first Oxford University Orchestra concert: truly a wonderful event. The program was:
Messiaen: Les Offrande Oubliées
Rachmaninoff: Isle of the Dead
Ravel: Boléro
Respighi: Pines of Rome
All conducted by Peter Stark.
Awesome: Ravel got pitchy at times, but everything else was quite good. On a side note, I think that if I ever turned in something like Boléro in a composition class, I'd have been accused of abusing the cut-and-paste function in Finale.
My watch broke two days ago... :( So now I have to carry around half of my watch, but I can't put it on my wrist. This is, like, the second time this has happened: something's not right.
Finally, the story from yesterday has been picked up by the Associated Press, and Google News has it running as far away as the Fresno Bee in CA, Miami Herald, FL, and even the Guardian in London. Here's the Associated Press Story. I lost it today during evensong, during the Nunc dimittis, the translation for which is "Now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace." Death scares the heck out of me, and I can't bear to hear that my friends are upset either.
Messiaen: Les Offrande Oubliées
Rachmaninoff: Isle of the Dead
Ravel: Boléro
Respighi: Pines of Rome
All conducted by Peter Stark.
Awesome: Ravel got pitchy at times, but everything else was quite good. On a side note, I think that if I ever turned in something like Boléro in a composition class, I'd have been accused of abusing the cut-and-paste function in Finale.
My watch broke two days ago... :( So now I have to carry around half of my watch, but I can't put it on my wrist. This is, like, the second time this has happened: something's not right.
Finally, the story from yesterday has been picked up by the Associated Press, and Google News has it running as far away as the Fresno Bee in CA, Miami Herald, FL, and even the Guardian in London. Here's the Associated Press Story. I lost it today during evensong, during the Nunc dimittis, the translation for which is "Now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace." Death scares the heck out of me, and I can't bear to hear that my friends are upset either.
