This morning, my listening post is the cafeteria of a local grocery store chain, a Starbucks Blonde Roast (“That’ll be a pour over. Is that okay?”) and a blueberry muffin (“It’s good warmed up a little”) on my right. Nothing but a sunny day streaming in on my left. The sun. Wow. What is that … [Read more…]
My listening post this morning is with the classic 1954 holiday movie White Christmas (the first movie filmed in VistaVision) in the background, this year’s Christmas tree (as yet undecorated) on my right, a fresh sliced avocado on the table beside me on my right, a cup of fresh-brewed coffee on my left, and German … [Read more…]
My listening post this morning is at the Restaurant-Chain-That-Must-Not-Be-Named where I can watch a wide variety of people come and go, eat, chat, and enjoy each other’s company – all while the only thing I hear this morning is Austrian conductor Karl Bohm (1894-1981), Wiener Philharmoniker, and Beethoven’s Symphony No. 8 in F major. The … [Read more…]
My listening post this morning is Bagel Beanery. Even my ninja liked my choice. Hungry little fella. While I sit here watching customers enter and leave, and the cars go to and fro outside (as opposed to what – to and fro inside?), I’m listening to American-Swedish conductor Herbert Blomstedt (1927- ), Staatskapelle Dresden, and … [Read more…]
With the 1960s folk band The Seekers playing in the background, a cup of Trader Joe’s Light Roast coffee beside me, and Judith Durham‘s dulcet tones in my ears – at least, before I pop in my earbuds, at which time Argentine conductor Daniel Barenboim (1942- ), Staatskapelle Berlin, and Beethoven’s Symphony No. 8 in … [Read more…]
Today marks the end of my journey through Beethoven’s Seventh, as interpreted by 17 different conductors in 18 different CD box sets. (Remember: Herbert von Karajan got two box sets in this cycle because Karajan.) Tomorrow, I start all over again with the letter “A” for “Abbado.” Only this time, I listen to Beethoven’s Symphony … [Read more…]
My listening post this morning is at a table, quite early in the morning, in a local franchise of the Restaurant-Chain-That-Must-Not-Be-Named. An Asiago bagel (toasted twice) with plain cream cheese, and this establishment’s signature Light Roast coffee are poised on my left. My trusty note pad and pen are similarly poised on my right. Both … [Read more…]
My listening post this morning is in a tiny house in Saint-Rémy-de-Provence. If you look really closely at Vincent van Gogh’s painting The Starry Night, just to the right of the steeple, you can see me. I’m wearing a red beret. Just kidding. Actually, my listening post this morning is inside a steamer trunk. It’s … [Read more…]
This morning, my listening post has actually been three places – this, a local bagel shop, then a local car dealership to swap my snow tires with my regular tires, and now…my actual office. Yes, I’ve had a hectic morning. And that’s okay. Because, in each place, I listened to German conductor Wilhelm Furtwangler (1886-1954), … [Read more…]
My listening post this morning (with Iron Maiden’s Powerslave album on low in the background) is overlooking the snow-covered balcony. The temperature outside is 30 degrees Fahrenheit, which is -1 Celsius. No matter how you measure it, it’s cold. Because I can barely hear Maiden in the background (it’s at the same level as music … [Read more…]