Backyard view, Miami
. . . but life has been fabulous lately. I have no idea how to blog about it. Renee Fleming, Evgeny Kissin, Esa-Pekka Salonen, Michael Tilson Thomas. Strauss, Korngold, Dvorak, Sibelius. Vier letzte Lieder. Music, literature, conversation. Spring blossoms in New York, sunsets in Miami. I think I'll leave it at that for now, as I write this . . . im Abendrot . . .
Update:
I forgot to mention something, so I'll be lazy and link to other people who were also too busy to write more than a line or two (yeah, that's how bad it is). Alex Ross and Sieglinde both had praise for the Met's Mark Morris Orfeo, which, as I told my friends on opening night, I loved.
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