Sunday, December 30, 2012

Performance

Need: At least 1 musical performance monthly.
Why: Sanity, relevance, and growth.
How: Will begin with duos, asking colleagues for interest.
Where: Doesn't matter much. The goal is to play.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Read Something


Books abandoned are sad vestiges of misplaced trust. This occurred to me today, or perhaps I only remembered something I had already read: how deeply a reader-author relationship is based upon trust. There have been a number of books which I have read and while reading, have only elicited a lukewarm response in me. I soldier on, hoping and trusting that this author will not let me down. That somewhere between this part and the end is the thing that will make worthy the hours I've spent immersed in this person's brain. So, too, does the author trust the reader to go on, to finish, to try to understand the vision that put ink to paper and began a new world within these covers. Without this trust, this daring of both parties, there can be no exploration. For it IS daring to open a book, to dive into another's mind, not knowing what will be discovered, shared, imparted, impressed, distorted, illuminated... And it IS courageous to scribe the wheelings and turnings of one's own mind down for others to scamper about in. Where were will we go? What will we think and feel on the other side? Through what madness might we travel, caves might we spelunk, fears might we learn anew?
Dare! Risk! Explore! 

But above all, please Read Something Today!

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Connect!

I love musicals. I do. But not just any musicals. I love Stephen Sondheim and Claude-Michel Schönberg. And whomever made Wicked, I loved that! Having just recently seen "Company", with Patti LuPone (and others), I was excited when I heard that she was coming to town!

So we went. Gussied up, late-ish on a Sunday night with a zillion other things to do but still, we went. And we were sadly disappointed. Her voice was great, her pianist was fantastic! The stage was simple, as was her attire of an all black pantsuit flowy thing. But she sang on without much pause between numbers in this endless barrage of Broadway bravado and machinated persona. The schtick was thick with a running series of fabricated anecdotes relating to the songs she was singing. She went from one song, and one trite anecdote to the next with no pause and no apparent passion for the music she was singing. I must confess that, perceiving a concert to come that could as easily be obtained over DVD or Spotify and at a more convenient time with better parking, we left at intermission.

On that night and on that stage, Patti LuPone made zero connection to her audience (i.e., me and my date). She shared her voice but not her soul (groan, I know but still..). I left knowing nothing more about her than that she can belt out a good tune, but I knew that before I went. Why did I even leave my comfy couch that night?

These days, we have a zillion and a half ways to disconnect from our world. They need not be named - you've already thought of at least five. The REASON a person leaves their house to experience something they might as easily sate with a quick YouTube search is to have an experience, to connect with someone or something that they cannot find in their own little bubble. It is the purview of the artist and the organization to make that connection, whether it be through personal stories and addresses, choice of dance/song/art piece, or by simply and unequivocally "Showing Up" to ones own performance. Without that little thing, that bit of soul and self, we are wasting everyone's time.