distance and mortality
Apr. 24th, 2016 11:06 pmIt was both PAX East and Japanfest today. I'd probably have went to JapanFest had I not been going to see Verdi's Requiem. At JapanFest they had mostly traditional music like koto and taiko drumming and some stuff from Studio Ghibli movies.
Mariah and Darren are from the ass end of nowhere in Pennsylvania, and were both dressed in Aperture Labs costumes.
I told her to be thankful she isn't getting on at Haymarket because the Orange Line is easy to find but the Green Line isn't. South Station isn't that bad but some of the glorified buses go directly to the airport. We would have had a proper subway line but despotates and banana republics stole our money.
Mariah went to New York when she was really young to see the Lion King on Broadway but is overwhelmed by the sheer size of New York and prefers Boston and it's smallness and only feels comfortable in crowds of fellow nerds like at PAX East and not crowds of business types, and not New York and their disbelief in maps. I said I spend my time amongst artists, musicians, actors, poets, dreamers, eccentrics, and revolutionaries. Mariah's a dreamer, or perhaps an eccentric, or maybe both.
And there are people out there who don't want to be exposed to other cultures and I said that if they don't like it, they can go live in Provo or something.
I mentioned that I've also been to DC, where you aren't allowed to eat or drink on the trains there. She immediately got nervous about having a drink with her. She thinks that everyone in DC is hyperfocused on their work.
Darren agrees with me about the drive through Baltimore. It goes through the industrial part of the city and stinks to the highest of heavens. I've never been to Philadelphia but the public transit there is okay, they guess.
Mariah volunteers at a wildlife rehabilitation center and it's baby season there too and there are a bunch of squirrels obviously and some baby owls. They're a lot like the New England Wildlife Center except without seabirds, I guess.
I don't know how this came up (yes, one of our vets is from Pennsylvania, but that wasn't it), I think I mentioned some kind of animal. I'm not sure what the context of it was but I think it's because I was going through color portraits and mentioned that Christina was an artist and so I showed Mariah the owl of paradise she painted.
Another reason Boston is superior to DC: Puppy on the train! Puppy, puppy, puppy! Specifically, a six month old miniature husky.
London is depicted more [this section has been removed] age: Aleppo, Detroit, Ordos, Varosha, or Pripyat.
I saw a woman with purple hair and a woman with teal hair.
Verdi's requiem opens with a choir of anguished parishioners.
The tenor is the hero of the story who gets into trouble, while the bass is the father, either in the literal sense or in the religious sense.
The vocals here are muted against the orchestra, likened to angels struggling against a wind of terrible destructive power.
A full third of the work is the Dies Irae. In between the Dies Irae and the Offertorio was an intermission every time Verdi conducted it and none now. Oddly enough, there were more intermissions back in Verdi's time; there was an intermission after every act in the opera, while today, people have places to be and tv shows to watch and livejournal and/or tumblr entries to write (writing a personal entry on Wordpress or Blogspot and possibly Typepad will get you exiled to an alternate reality), and plus getting 220 people on and off the stage is a pain in the ass.
The sanctus is a complicated fugue for double chorus.
The last movement of the requiem was originally composed for a requiem for Rossini with all the movement composed by different people but it wasn't performed until 1980 or so. The rest of these movements were composed by Buzzola, Bazzini, Pedrotti, Cagnoni, Ricci, Nini, Boucheron, Coccia, Gaspari, Platania, Rossi, and Mabellini. If you have no idea who these people are, I am not surprised. The dies irae motif originates in that.
Like Beethoven's 9th, the Requiem's themes unify us: the cycle of life and death and the fear of death and the unknown.
It's hard to follow along with the lyrics in the booklet, because they repeat sections a lot.
I had chicken chettinad and manchow soup and the people next to me were at the MFA earlier looking for animals in art. They were at the MFA because she was looking for animals in art.
Yiorgios wrote a piano "concerto for vocalist" for his girlfriend to perform in. She started in pop vocals and moved on to operatic and is kind of in between soprano and mezzo-soprano, if that makes sense. She once sang along with an accordionist in Sydney.
They both saw The Consul because they had friends playing.
Willow, Lynne, Ren, Toby, and Ronan were at Anime Fest. Ren had colored streaks in her hair and I am not the first person to bring up Ren and Stimpy. Lynne plays violin, while Toby plays viola and wore a flower garland. Willow has a dragon pendant. Lynne had a thing hanging from her bag that depicted the character in a region-locked game. I said "So, proxy?" and she said "yep." To hell with region-locking, I say. Toby mostly plays Kingdom Hearts. They all met after a festival on the train. Not this one, kupo.
Aisha (one more crack about giant monster hands and I swear I don't know what I'll do but it will be bad, and oh yeah, I don't know if they grade sand but: coarse) wasn't part of the group and wasn't at Japan Fest but was interested in the discussion about anime.
I couldn't not draw a guy with a dog hat. Actually, he's pretty sure it's a cat hat. Another guy was amazed at just how many French revolutions there were. Five republics and also a few resurgent kingdoms, empires, attempted junta, and a Nazi puppet state.
I also went to the MFA but I'm not going to post about that just yet. Even if it was but a brief visit, I need to find the descriptions.
burning question: What kind of puppy is the cutest?
Mariah and Darren are from the ass end of nowhere in Pennsylvania, and were both dressed in Aperture Labs costumes.
I told her to be thankful she isn't getting on at Haymarket because the Orange Line is easy to find but the Green Line isn't. South Station isn't that bad but some of the glorified buses go directly to the airport. We would have had a proper subway line but despotates and banana republics stole our money.
Mariah went to New York when she was really young to see the Lion King on Broadway but is overwhelmed by the sheer size of New York and prefers Boston and it's smallness and only feels comfortable in crowds of fellow nerds like at PAX East and not crowds of business types, and not New York and their disbelief in maps. I said I spend my time amongst artists, musicians, actors, poets, dreamers, eccentrics, and revolutionaries. Mariah's a dreamer, or perhaps an eccentric, or maybe both.
And there are people out there who don't want to be exposed to other cultures and I said that if they don't like it, they can go live in Provo or something.
I mentioned that I've also been to DC, where you aren't allowed to eat or drink on the trains there. She immediately got nervous about having a drink with her. She thinks that everyone in DC is hyperfocused on their work.
Darren agrees with me about the drive through Baltimore. It goes through the industrial part of the city and stinks to the highest of heavens. I've never been to Philadelphia but the public transit there is okay, they guess.
Mariah volunteers at a wildlife rehabilitation center and it's baby season there too and there are a bunch of squirrels obviously and some baby owls. They're a lot like the New England Wildlife Center except without seabirds, I guess.
I don't know how this came up (yes, one of our vets is from Pennsylvania, but that wasn't it), I think I mentioned some kind of animal. I'm not sure what the context of it was but I think it's because I was going through color portraits and mentioned that Christina was an artist and so I showed Mariah the owl of paradise she painted.
Another reason Boston is superior to DC: Puppy on the train! Puppy, puppy, puppy! Specifically, a six month old miniature husky.
London is depicted more [this section has been removed] age: Aleppo, Detroit, Ordos, Varosha, or Pripyat.
I saw a woman with purple hair and a woman with teal hair.
Verdi's requiem opens with a choir of anguished parishioners.
The tenor is the hero of the story who gets into trouble, while the bass is the father, either in the literal sense or in the religious sense.
The vocals here are muted against the orchestra, likened to angels struggling against a wind of terrible destructive power.
A full third of the work is the Dies Irae. In between the Dies Irae and the Offertorio was an intermission every time Verdi conducted it and none now. Oddly enough, there were more intermissions back in Verdi's time; there was an intermission after every act in the opera, while today, people have places to be and tv shows to watch and livejournal and/or tumblr entries to write (writing a personal entry on Wordpress or Blogspot and possibly Typepad will get you exiled to an alternate reality), and plus getting 220 people on and off the stage is a pain in the ass.
The sanctus is a complicated fugue for double chorus.
The last movement of the requiem was originally composed for a requiem for Rossini with all the movement composed by different people but it wasn't performed until 1980 or so. The rest of these movements were composed by Buzzola, Bazzini, Pedrotti, Cagnoni, Ricci, Nini, Boucheron, Coccia, Gaspari, Platania, Rossi, and Mabellini. If you have no idea who these people are, I am not surprised. The dies irae motif originates in that.
Like Beethoven's 9th, the Requiem's themes unify us: the cycle of life and death and the fear of death and the unknown.
It's hard to follow along with the lyrics in the booklet, because they repeat sections a lot.
I had chicken chettinad and manchow soup and the people next to me were at the MFA earlier looking for animals in art. They were at the MFA because she was looking for animals in art.
Yiorgios wrote a piano "concerto for vocalist" for his girlfriend to perform in. She started in pop vocals and moved on to operatic and is kind of in between soprano and mezzo-soprano, if that makes sense. She once sang along with an accordionist in Sydney.
They both saw The Consul because they had friends playing.
Willow, Lynne, Ren, Toby, and Ronan were at Anime Fest. Ren had colored streaks in her hair and I am not the first person to bring up Ren and Stimpy. Lynne plays violin, while Toby plays viola and wore a flower garland. Willow has a dragon pendant. Lynne had a thing hanging from her bag that depicted the character in a region-locked game. I said "So, proxy?" and she said "yep." To hell with region-locking, I say. Toby mostly plays Kingdom Hearts. They all met after a festival on the train. Not this one, kupo.
Aisha (one more crack about giant monster hands and I swear I don't know what I'll do but it will be bad, and oh yeah, I don't know if they grade sand but: coarse) wasn't part of the group and wasn't at Japan Fest but was interested in the discussion about anime.
I couldn't not draw a guy with a dog hat. Actually, he's pretty sure it's a cat hat. Another guy was amazed at just how many French revolutions there were. Five republics and also a few resurgent kingdoms, empires, attempted junta, and a Nazi puppet state.
I also went to the MFA but I'm not going to post about that just yet. Even if it was but a brief visit, I need to find the descriptions.
burning question: What kind of puppy is the cutest?