P.S. The best part of the evening was the Sous Blogger Deb and ever-game Phil showed up. It's always nice to peer out and see familiar faces suffering along with me.
A three hour rehearsal followed by an evening concert is not my idea of a fun Saturday. But it's what I did. The organ part of the orchestral score for Mozart's Requiem is boring with a capital yawn. Combined that with a performance by a chorus that can best be described as well-meaning, and I'm very glad to be home, curled up with you, my dear readers. To be honest, I just don't get the Mozart thing. Much of his music is so relentless, so tedious. The sound of any one of his symphonies just makes me want to lay my head down on my desk and wait for it to be over. And MPR insists on playing Eine kleine Nachtmusik every hour on the hour. Every time I hear it, I resolve anew NEVER to give MPR one red cent.