Mozart Meets Copland
Saw Mozart Meets Copland with the Sydney Symphony. The Mozart was good. The Copland – Quiet City – was rather good. Strauss – meh. Free chocolates from the Viennese Tourist Board (or whatever they’re called). That was nice.
Some day this week, I bought The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet by David Mitchell. I can’t remember what day. Today, however, I bought myself the RSC Complete Shakespeare – hardcover – and Claire Tomalin’s Dickens biography. And I think they might be the last books I buy for a bit. (Ha – who I am kidding?)
I’ve also discovered today that the translators of my copy of Anna Karenina are also the translators of my copy of Demons, The Brothers Karamazov, and War and Peace. (Though I had to search online for War and Peace – I seem to have misplaced my copy of it somewhere in the house – goodness knows how I manage to lose one of the longest novels in the language.)
I think I’m going to read Proust 3 next. Yeah.
And here endeth the ever so illuminating post.
