This title brought to you by Dangeresque. So you’re gonna have to jump.
Which should totally get you in the mood for this week’s concerts:
Well, that was scarcely a contest.
Which is not to say Rimsky-Korsakov should feel bad; at least he wasn’t a one-vote wonder. But PIOTR! ILYICH! Tchaikovsky took that round pretty handily. He may now dance himself back to the locker room and await his next opponent.
Now, please welcome some of the twentieth century’s finest, because in this corner, his scathing review was too much for Shostakovich! It’s
And in this corner, he invented the game, and Berg never stood a chance! It’s
Well, what’ll it be? Ethnomusicology FTW again? Or will Schoenberg be transfigured once more?
DISCLAIMER: The following video talks a whole lot about Obama. I am not an Obama supporter, but then neither am I an Obama detractor. He seems like a nifty guy you could kick back with, but he is also a politician, and as a rule my response to politicians of any stripe is: uh-huh. Suuuuuuure. Therefore, as a registered independent, my reaction to this video on a political level can be summed up thusly: Huh. Interesting.
However, my response to this video in my capacity as an ardent Gilbert and Sullivan enthusiast is as follows: AWESOME!
For the hell of it, I went out to some stores on Black Friday with my friends (sole purchase: a laser toy for my cats. This would be sad, except I have super awesome cats). While browsing a dedicated Christmas store, we saw this.
See, this is why you are loyal to Countess Classical Music — she never abandons you. And neither will I — holiday weekend or no, you shall have your Viola Joke Thursday and LOL Friday as usual. And concerts to attend!
It’s the most wonderful time of the year! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time once again for that perennial favorite, my music gift list. Every week until Christmas (or whatever) I shall offer a different gift intended for the musical in your life. Or you can drop hints that you want it yourself (to whomever has you on your list, I mean, not me; I love you, Ain’t Baroccos, but I can’t afford to buy you all presents this year so you’ll have to share this lump of rosin).
Anyway, this year’s inaugural musical holiday gift is for those wacky and whimsical creatures known as girls. We’re weird, aren’t we? Generally inscrutable? Insist on insinuating things instead of just coming right out and saying them? Well, that’s because we’re smarter than you are and we’d get bored otherwise. But in a fit of benevolence I’ll come right out and say it: here, buy said girl this.
Look, I’m not making this too easy for you. The above purse is not every girl’s style. It’s a very look-at-me accoutrement, best suited for the lass who wants all the solos and a spotlight while she plays them. But I know for a fact that if the right gal rocked this at rehearsal and then took it to the symphony she would get somewhere between eighteen and twenty thousand compliments on it. Truth.
I found it at Modcloth for $55. Or, if you’d like something a little cheaper, consider getting her a “He Was Told There Would Be Cake” magnet from the Ain’t Baroque store instead. It’s $3, and nothing says the holidays like Beethoven wearing a festive hat.
I promised this for a rainy day (and as a bonus, fogging like nobody’s business), and as it’s raining over here, enjoy your “Bumble Boogie.” Try not let the piano get you!
Also, this reminds me of the time I decided I was going to swing a Vivaldi violin concerto. My teacher was not amused, but then I never liked that jerk anyway. Swing it, R-K!