Cultural Appreciation
H and I went to the symphony last night, as we finally got the chance to use his parents' Hannukah present- $X to go to a cultural/art event. His grandparents apparently used to do about the same thing- send them some sum of money, with instructions to take the kids to the ballet. We'd originally gotten tickets to a performance in April, but as H ended up needing to be in transit to an interview that evening, this was the performance to which we could get substitute tickets. So we took a night off from sheva brachot meals, and had our first date night as married people.
It was lovely. While we'd listened to the music for the original concert we'd planned to go to, to get familiar with it, and hadn't managed the same diligence for this performance, it was Gershwin, and very accessible. (I'd guess that most people would find Gershwin favorites an easier unprepared listening experience than Stravinsky, but I suppose I could be wrong. Regardless, we did- although we'd listened to the Firebird enough times that I find myself humming itsy bits of the themes, now.)
In any case, we had a really nice time, and it was a lot of fun to dabble my toes in waters that used to be very familiar to my teenage self. Actually, it brought up all sorts of reminiscences of playing and going to concerts as a high school-er. I hadn't expected that, but it was rather interesting to see what sorts of memories popped up.
It was lovely. While we'd listened to the music for the original concert we'd planned to go to, to get familiar with it, and hadn't managed the same diligence for this performance, it was Gershwin, and very accessible. (I'd guess that most people would find Gershwin favorites an easier unprepared listening experience than Stravinsky, but I suppose I could be wrong. Regardless, we did- although we'd listened to the Firebird enough times that I find myself humming itsy bits of the themes, now.)
In any case, we had a really nice time, and it was a lot of fun to dabble my toes in waters that used to be very familiar to my teenage self. Actually, it brought up all sorts of reminiscences of playing and going to concerts as a high school-er. I hadn't expected that, but it was rather interesting to see what sorts of memories popped up.