End of play and the end of table work last night. Final exercise was a reading of the entire piece by the Committee of Line Police themselves (Director Trull, Assistant Director Miranda, Stage Manager Ruth). It was actually the first time I had heard the words coming out of someone else’s mouth(s), and I was struck by how musical the piece is. It has movements, and there is an impression of listening to a concerto that must keep moving forward. The imperative of the next note and the next and the next and…
So, in the spirit of honoring possibly-weird-on-the-surface-but-maybe-ultimately-relevant connections (in this case, the reference to the movie, Shine, that popped into consciousness the other day), I’m going to listen to Rachmaninoff’s 3rd Piano Concerto and see if it has anything to teach me about Birdnow’s 1st and Only.
The concerto is too big to post here, but for anyone interested in getting their Rachmaninoff on here is a recording of his Vespers. Very different from the concerto, but it does have the feeling of calm and of landscape finally unfolding into view — a kind blessing after the storm.
Not a bad way to start or end the day, relevant to Bob or not.