That’s the word of the day. It fits.
My phone started nagging me this evening because it can tell that I wasn’t on my way to downtown LA to see “Hamilton” at the Pantages.
It can tell that because it can read my email, but apparently it’s not smart enough to read the news and understand that “Hamilton” has been cancelled due to the 128,000 dead Americans and total lack of any sort of sane response by the excuse that passes for the US government right now.
But that’s not what I came here to talk about.
That’s a somewhat… “disturbing?” image that was on my screen when that nagging message showed up, wouldn’t you say?
Actually, it’s quite wonderful, in a disturbing sort of way. It’s what I was watching, while waiting at a great BBQ restaurant pickup lot, waiting for a birthday dinner. (The birthday, not mine, was a high point of the day, BTW.) I was watching it because one of the folks I follow religiously on FaceBook and Twitter recommended it:
On FaceBook, he said, “Trust me.” Yes, you should. This is truly fucking awesome. And bizarro.
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The clouds of Jupiter? The surface of Venus? A brake rotor on a ’35 Duesenberg?
Thank god for Weird Al Yankovic and Warren Zevon. That’s all I’ve got to say.
Apparently I’m also a slow learner, in addition to being a monster.
FWIW, the headphones and iPhone are taking their revenge on me. Today I’m busy fielding a dozen different information requests from various folks, trying to keep up on data entry with deadlines coming at me like a freight train, listening to my “upbeat” and “favorites” playlist for the energy when all of a sudden I got multiple songs from the “I’m a single dad and no one is ever going to love me again” playlist. With no warning we went straight from “Crazy On You” by Heart to “Same Old Lang Syne” by Dan Fogelberg to “Postmarked Birmingham” by Blackhawk to “You’re Gone” by Diamond Rio to “Anything But Mine” by Kenny Chesney and then right back into “Workin’ For A Living” by Huey Lewis & The News.
If that isn’t a sign that there’s a malevolent AI being carried around in my pocket, I don’t know what is.
Too tired to do much tonight – it’s been a long few years since January, and 2019 was no picnic leading into that. One foot in front of the other – some days that’s all you can do.
So I’m letting my playlist randomize itself. Songs that have hit home:
Huey Lewis & The News, “Working For A Living”
Wynonna Judd, “Girls With Guitars”
Garth Brooks, “Unanswered Prayers”
Dixie Chicks, “Not Ready To Make Nice”
Always gotta make sure to end with that one, just as a reminder that it’s not always easy, we’re not always going to wing, it’s exhausting – but we still need to get up tomorrow morning, put on pants (I know, right?), and try again.
There is much that ails us as a society. There are many diseases, both literal and figurative, that rot us from the core.
I ran across something that I see not as one of those diseases, but merely a symptom. I don’t know how to solve it.
Charity auction, among the items are concert tickets with meet & greets with the artists.
When the winning bid on the Jonas Brothers concert is almost ten times the winning bid on the Incubus concert, we might not deserve to survive.
After the Ives 3rd, during intermission, setting up for Dvorak’s 9th last week.
Yes, it is that beautiful.
And the acoustics are better.
The Disney Concert Hall is an amazing, beautiful building, designed by the genius Frank Gehey. It offers an almost endless variety of views of sweeping lines, both interior and exterior, and vast interior spaces.
These are the escalators that lead down into the parking garages, opening at top to the balconies leading to the upper level seats.
(Click to embiggenate to the max)
Standing on the corner of 1st Street & Grand Avenue in downtown Los Angeles last night. The Disney Concert Hall is at the left, the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion (the south end of the Music Center) on the right. Just off to the far right of this view, down the hill, is the iconic Los Angeles City Hall.
The Ives 3rd Symphony was interesting, particularly after watching much of a pre-concert talk being given in the DCH lobby about Ives. There is so much I don’t know about him or his music. I’ll have to correct that.
The Dvorak 9th Symphony (the “New World” Symphony) was beyond words, spectacular, amazing, fantastic, ausgezeichnet, mind blowing… To hear it in that almost acoustically perfect space, with the LA Philharmonic giving it their all, and the energetic Gustavo Dudamel conducting… If you can listen to that without being moved to tears of joy, we probably can’t be friends.
Even if you’re not a classical music fan… Even if you can’t see it at the Disney Concert Hall or its like… Even if you can’t see it performed by the LA Philharmonic or an equivalent group… Even if it’s a high school band in the gym and you’re only there because your hair dresser’s kid is playing third flute…
Go see the New World Symphony performed live. It’s a bucket list item.
Dvorak’s to be specific.
Dvorak’s 9th and Ives’ 3rd. I’ve been looking forward to this for a while.
I expect it to be spectacular!
We’re exploring LA’s cultural options a bit more – first it was the start of a series of LA Philharmonic concerts at Disney Hall, tonight it’s the first of a small subscription series at the Ahmanson.
I haven’t been to the Mark Taper Forum or the Kirk Douglas Theater yet (they’re all here in the Music Center complex) – maybe next year. I can only take so much culture at one time.
Tonight it’s “The Last Ship,” staring the one and only Sting. I haven’t seen or heard much about it in advance except that it’s good, because, well – Sting!