Lang Lang

I don't know.

Will try again...

Although this may crash and burn right away. I start a really tough project on Monday with a lot of travel. So I am not sure how much time I have.
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I am VERY excited about Sunday. Because of that photo there.



On Tuesday I was listening to a favorite pianist - Lang Lang - his newest album is called Dragon Songs and has compositions he wrote that are somehow a fusion of an Asian/Chinese sound and what I know of as traditional Western/European classical music. They are really great.

On a whim, I googled him so I could watch a few videos of him on You Tube, and in the process figured out (by looking at a couple other links) that he is playing in Munich on Sunday night. We've tried to get tickets in the past, but he's always sold out before we get a chance to buy. So I figured it would be an exercise in futility to even bother looking. But in fact...it was not. There were 5 seats left. He's playing at the Gasteig - a concert hall which is a 5 minute walk from where I work. And basically it was a 2 and a half minute run when I saw there were a few tickets still available. (After a 20 second phone call to the husband "honey, can we blow a whole bunch of money on tickets? yes? ok, great. bye.") I got to the ticket counter, and asked for tickets. The guy shook his head. "I don't think there is anything left." Me: "I just checked online. 2 minutes ago. There are tickets." He pulls up his screen. Surprise. Indeed. 5 tickets left. Some of the best seats in the house. I cringed at the price and handed over the credit card.

So....looking forward to Sunday night. :-) He will play mostly classics, but the last bullet on the program suggests he might play something from Dragon Songs, which I really look forward to.

Here he's playing a piece (Liszt/Horowitz, Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2) that we will hear on Sunday night. I love watching his face as he plays. He's so emotional and funny and it's so transparent, that it makes listening to the music even more of a pleasure when you can "see" what he is thinking to some extent.

Losing Blog Steam

I am losing interest. Or perhaps past tense is more honest.

I like to write. I think there are interesting things to tell you. Or tell someone anyway. But this model isn't working for me. I know...it's my fault too. I have to actually write something worthwhile. But I have this mixed audience and everyone seems to have different interests. It was a strange model to begin with. It worked more in Singapore where everything was new, fresh, different and it didn't really matter who was reading - there was something there for everyone. More importantly, these days, I am a bit afraid (maybe the wrong word - I am feeling a little bit too protective about) what I am really thinking about, which is really the problem here. So what you end up getting is watered down nothingness. I do understand...it's hard to comment on that. But then we are simply left with nothing. Sad, but true. At least for now. We shall see what happens later.