holy fucking shit: it’s shows like last night that turn unsuspecting folks into obsessive bloggers. un. be. lievable. our band is playing at a level of technical and emotional perfection most orchestras can only dream about… and they’re playing some of the most interesting music humanity has ever dared to create. i offer you item #1 on yesterday’s program as exhibit a… imagine the best 1940’s swashbuckling film score you’ve ever heard – a movie where our hero’s final act is committing suicide (!) – and then you’ve got a tiny, tiny inkling of what went down on the schnitzer stage. don juan, richard strauss’ opening gem, is 18 minutes of pure bliss based on, you guessed it: don juan. this eternal symbol of virility initially bursts onto the scene in a blaze of orchestral glory, red rose in clenched teeth and the ultimate codpiece on full display. far from being one-dimensional, however, mr. strauss proceeds to take us on an insane melodramatic rollercoaster of emotions where romantic escapades eventually turn tragic, and where every musician has to work hard for the money [excluding the volunteer concertmaster, who seemingly nailed the audition of a lifetime]. at the end of a performance, a conductor will often ask a particularly kick-ass section to stand for some extra applause. well, any section could have taken a bow after this piece last night… joël and the viola army… john and the horn brigade… niel and the boys who bang. simply put, it was a brilliant start to a brilliant night.
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