Poeme
I just came back from a concert. My violin teacher was on first violin in the UC Davis Symphony Orchestra. It was really good.
The first piece was... meh. It was played by the last conductor, who I think is retiring soon. It was a choral and orchestral piece. There were four main voices, and it got kind of jumbled and just plain wrong somewhere in the middle. Everyone could tell. They managed to bring it around near the end of the piece though.
The second piece... The second piece... THE SECOND PIECE! D:<
OMG. IT WAS GENIUS! So beautiful. It was a piece called Poeme (with an accent on the first e that I can't do) by Chausson. The solo violinist was Jorja Fleezanis, the concertmaster from the Minnesota Symphony Orchestra. She was utterly perfect. Perfect perfect perfect in every meaning of the word. It blew my mind away. I got so into the music I began to twitch involuntarily at some point. Luckily I was able to stop myself from doing it again, but it was hard to.
The third piece was a piece by Brahms and it was beautiful too. It was kind of lulling, and my mind just went into autopilot. It was so in autopilot that I forgot to not clap after the first movement. A few other people clapped and I kind of just did too, but my brain wasn't paying attention. I managed not to clap the next three times. So that was good.
We went to the Crepe place afterwards so I could meet my violin teacher's friends. It was highly awkward.
Especially awkward when her boyfriend started telling her that he could see everything up her skirt from where he was sitting in a really creepy voice and she seemed utterly disturbed by it. It was frankly quite scary and then he started whispering a lot in her ear, and they were really close to me and I really didn't want to hear what was being said, and I could feel my innocence slipping away every minute I stayed there, so I left earlier than them. xP
Well. This weekend was a bust. Didn't get one damn thing done for my research paper. I don't even know if I want to do the same topic I picked for my research paper. I'm feeling very frustrated. D:

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