Vingt Regards sur L’efant Jesus
Saw Vingt Regards sur L’enfant Jesus with the Australian Chamber Orchestra tonight. Or rather, Steven Osborne, plus page-turner. At the Conservatorium. Brilliant.
I felt very attuned to Murakami while listening to it, too. This current book talks about Liszt a bit, and his Le Mal du Pays. (Just like heaps of his books talk about a specific piano piece, of course.) But yes, I imagined myself telling a friend about how this was the best interpretation, etc, etc. (Not that I’d ever heard it before. Not consciously, anyway.)
2 hours in my seat without being too uncomfortable, which is a testament to the quality. Plus the massive run of mucus from my nose that happened yesterday morning and evening (including at the theatre) was not around to bother me tonight – I had many worries about that, and had stocked up on tissues just in case.