end---just got a request to sub at Friends this coming Wednesday and Thursday. Nice to hear. Puts me in a rather upbeat mood. This is in contrast to what I have been feeling for the past 24 hours, as I was somewhat "trapped" in the apartment because of the snow. Anyway, that is where it stands at this moment.
Reports: Wednesday night---as I planned, visited Lansdowne Road to watch some basketball and say hi to my friend Mel, a waitress and bartender there. She was happy to see me---also very busy, so we did not have much time to talk, but it was nice to touch base with her. Spent most of my time there watching the Knick-Wizard basketball game, and watching the Wizards simply turn on the heat and devour the Knicks in the third quarter. Afterwards, despite the cold, I walked west a block to 45th and 11th, where a food mall is located. In spite of the cold, quite a few people were there. Had a really nice ice cream cone---then headed home. Believe it or not, I walked all the way from the mall to my apartment. Why? Only one bus option on 10th avenue, the 11, and the gentleman who was waiting with me and had the app, told me that the bus was 1.1 miles away. Too cold, I thought, to wait, so I started walking, only to see the bus pass me about five minutes later. 1.1 miles seemed a long way---but the bus must have zoomed up 10th avenue in the 20' s and 30's--that, of course, never occurred to me. At 57th, I made the decision to continue north on 10th, rather than going over to 8th and the subway. 10th quickly bonded with the Lincoln Center area, and by then I was close to home. Still, admired myself for walking that far---hit the apartment and waited for the snow.
And it came.
I spent most of yesterday in the apartment---did some reading, but would have liked to move around. Still, around 6, decided to take my chances and go to Lincoln Center and see what I could get into (I figured everything) . Since I had wanted to see the Philharmonic Concert, decided to go for a senior ticket---had no trouble getting it, and settled in to listen to Mozart's Piano Concerto number 17. Amazingly enough, on this terrible snow filled day, the hall was at least 5/6 filled when the concert began. So glad I went. Number 17 is another amazing piece by Mozart. I love all its variety and gradations. It was in my early twenties that I got to know this piece and the other piano concertos my Mozart. As I said in a previous post---they are marvels---now many years later, I bask in their sounds, in the little moments that seem so interesting. The piece was followed by a short Tchaikovsky piece for cello and orchestra---after the Mozart it seemed out of place, nevertheless, the audience loved it. Back to the classical world Haydn's Symphony 98, ending the program. A nice symphony, but Haydn's ideas really can't reach Mozart's at all. Even when he creates an interesting musical phrase or idea, , he can't sustain it, or juxtapose it off another idea, the way Mozart does. Something about being in the hall, just listening to the music, made me feel very good. Does this mean I will go to more Philharmonic concerts this year? Possibly, though other options could be more meaningful.
Plans for tonight not really figured out yet. Maybe just watching basketball again at one of the bars I frequent. The rest of the weekend should be given to the football playoffs, Will report tomorrow.
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