The Wrath of Dawn
Happy Birthday Wolfgangerl!
Happy Birthday Wolfgangerl*! Today is the 250th birthday of Mozart. In celebration of which, everyone in the classical music world is going apeshit... I mean performing his work. My choir** will be performing his Requiem in March and the orchestra with which we're affiliated is having a Mozart's Birthday Party! concert tonight, which they've billed as a special gala evening. Woo and hoo. Because we all know what happens at a special gala evening don't we? No, me neither. But I aims ta find out. I am, of course, going. With a fellow music geek from choir. And I shall report back posthaste. Play nicely while I'm gone. In the meantime, go try to solve Misty's Mug Shot Match, featuring, among others, mine own mug. *the affectionate form of Wolfgang. Apparently. How sweet.
**the choir that, in its infinite charity, allows me to sing with it - I certainly don't have a choir
Posted by WrathofDawn at 5:40 p.m.
13 Comments:
Have a good time in choir : )
Your cow fart idea was hillarious! I must ask: which method do you propose to "direct cow farts into pipes?" I nominate Ricardipus for that one! hehehe!
wolfie .... i like mozart. i didn't know that you can sing. can you ?
anna - I'm not sure that's in Ricardipus' area of expertise... do we have an engineer in the house?
zoe - Yep. I sing with the Philharmonic Choir of the Newfoundland Symphony Orchestra. La. Dee. Da. I'd link you to the posts in December that mention that, but blogger, in its infinite wisdom doesn't allow me to do that.
But should you be interested, there's a pic of the choir in rehearsal at the cathedral. Go to my Dec 11 post - Messiah - Part the Second and in that picture, I am in the back row on the right hand side of the picture, 4th from the right. The only short one in the back row.
Nothing to do with wolfie, but I saw a crate of the complete range of beers from Badger brewery in Costco today.
I have seen cows, and I have (unfortunately) been exposed to farts. That is the limit of my expertise.
I suggest we ask Stephen Hawking, he's full of good ideas. And hot air.
Also, that there Wolfgang fella wrote a really really good clarinet quintet and clarinet concerto, both of which I can hardly play at all. Fab stuff.
gw - Isn't it funny how once something is brought to your attention, you start seeing it everywhere?
Ricardipus - My proposal was, of course, all theory. There was no field test. So to speak. I attempted a double-blind trial, but the researchers and cows kept colliding. Wasn't pretty.
My blog has never been graced by the presence of the charming Mr. Hawking. I can only dare dream.
Wolfie wrote lots of fab stuff, none of it easy to perform. They played the Adagio and Finale from the Serenade K375 in E-flat Major and one of the clarinets played one glaring obviously wrong note right at the end. I thought he was going to burst right out laughing before they finished their bows. At least he could laugh at it. I would have been busy killing myself right after the show.
You play clarinet as well as bongos?
I stand corrected on paragraph 3 above. He was here...
Yup, at one point I was a rather competent clarinet player and could probably have just about squeaked into university (helps that my teacher was the clarinet prof. at the local university).
Made a much better career choice, fortunately.
Top on the list of "clarinet repertoire that ricardipus has really f*cked up in a recital": some Brahms sonata. Lovely piece of music, dreadful, terribly performance by yours truly.
I believe Dr. Hawking did make a visit recently, yes.
Squeaked into university... giggle!
Yeah, Hawking was here and I pissed the little brainiac off right good.
YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE LAST OF ME!
BWAHAHAHAHAHA
sh - Bog off or I'll sic the badgers on you, Brainiac!
"squeaked" - narf narf narf narf!
A totally unintentional jokey.
Squeeeeak!!
Narf! Poit! Ricardipus, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
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