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... playing the timpani in the Eroica (hard sticks, please). Not that I actually know how to play the timps, but the eruption of energy they add is astonishing. And I guess you don't have to practice scales and arpeggios on the timps?  What would you rather be doing today? |
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"I was, for several months, mutely in love with a coloratura soprano, who seemed to me to have wafted straight from Paradise to the stage of the Odessa Opera-House"
- Leon Trotsky, "My Life"
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« Reply #1 on: 13:38:27, 17-07-2008 » |
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Getting slowly bug-eyed drunk over a four-hour lunch of local delicacies on a warm southerly island, surrounded by... Ok, well I'd happily go with the timps idea as Plan B.  |
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« Reply #2 on: 14:18:01, 17-07-2008 » |
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At a concert. (Listening, not performing ) |
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« Reply #3 on: 14:23:20, 17-07-2008 » |
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Sitting by a warm fire, in a warm house, in the middle of a snowy wilderness. As the arabs say, "all sunshine makes a desert".
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Click me -> About meor me -> my handmade storeNo, I'm not a complete idiot. I'm only a halfwit. In fact I'm actually a catfish. |
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« Reply #4 on: 15:13:48, 17-07-2008 » |
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Asleep, in a quiet room.
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« Reply #5 on: 16:12:22, 17-07-2008 » |
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Arriving in Gaios harbour, the boat sliding through darkest green-blue water, as it passes close enough to the chalky white walls bursting with mysterious greenery that you can reach out and touch . Complete with the usual passengers of chickens and goats. This photograph doesn't do it justice. The landing stage for the ferry is closer inland by the bottom of the picture.  |
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« Reply #6 on: 19:41:00, 17-07-2008 » |
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At every one of these [classical] concerts in England you will find rows of weary people who are there, not because they really like classical music, but because they think they ought to like it. (Shaw, Don Juan in Hell)
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« Reply #7 on: 19:47:34, 17-07-2008 » |
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Lovely pics, PW and Mort. PW, I only got to Ardnamurchan once, about 8 years ago, with friends in a camper van. I don't think I'm mis-remembering it, but I seem to recall that the (one) arterial road along the peninsular got so narrow at some point that we had to turn back, via a cafe parking lot with a narrow entrance built of logs which we managed to trash, as well as the front of the camper van. But boy, it's reet purdy up there!  |
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« Reply #8 on: 19:59:35, 17-07-2008 » |
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PW, I only got to Ardnamurchan once, about 8 years ago, with friends in a camper van. I don't think I'm mis-remembering it, but I seem to recall that the (one) arterial road along the peninsular got so narrow at some point that we had to turn back, via a cafe parking lot with a narrow entrance built of logs which we managed to trash, as well as the front of the camper van. Oh yes, I know that road well - it used to be known as the loneliest road in Britain. And on a wet day (not unknown in the West of Scotland) with the wind blowing from Newfoundland, you can see why. |
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At every one of these [classical] concerts in England you will find rows of weary people who are there, not because they really like classical music, but because they think they ought to like it. (Shaw, Don Juan in Hell)
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« Reply #9 on: 20:05:49, 17-07-2008 » |
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By the way, there's a really super two-piano piece by Judith Weir called Ardnamurchan Point based on local folk material... included on this fine Schubert Ensemble disc:  |
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« Reply #10 on: 21:40:18, 17-07-2008 » |
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Flying unaided towards a golden sunset with some Tomás Luis de Victoria on an iPod. It's not much to ask. |
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« Reply #11 on: 21:45:48, 17-07-2008 » |
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Flying unaided towards a golden sunset with some Tomás Luis de Victoria on an iPod. It's not much to ask. Blimey, Daniel! If you're going that far, instead of an iPod couldn't you request banks of heavenly angels flying alongside you actually singing the stuff?  |
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« Reply #12 on: 21:53:40, 17-07-2008 » |
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... and Tomás Luis de Victoria conducting them in person - let's push the boat out, eh? |
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"I was, for several months, mutely in love with a coloratura soprano, who seemed to me to have wafted straight from Paradise to the stage of the Odessa Opera-House"
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« Reply #13 on: 22:11:07, 17-07-2008 » |
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couldn't you request banks of heavenly angels flying alongside you actually singing the stuff?
Well, if it's not too much trouble ... let's push the boat out, eh?
I'm saving that for my trip to Atlantis. |
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« Reply #14 on: 22:29:52, 17-07-2008 » |
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couldn't you request banks of heavenly angels flying alongside you actually singing the stuff?
Well, if it's not too much trouble ... Ok. But this is this best I could get at short notice.  |
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