- Friday night, for the first time in about 20 years, I read, in public no less, to someone other than my kids. Although I may or may not have appeared to, I enjoyed myself greatly and things went fine, but for a bit of hoarseness (mostly sore throat) even though my brain tends to fall asleep around 9 PM. Thanks Horst, for inviting me to take part.
- Saturday, accompanied Gamma to a great workshop on composing at our music school. The teachers were so wonderful, so knowledgeable and so able to communicate that to an audience ranging in age from about 7 to about ahem 47. Gamma was cracking John Cage jokes when we walked back to our car that evening, is how good it was. “Now I have an earworm,” she said, referring to his composition “4.33”. Also, she wants to play it at her next piano recital. “At least the first movement.”
Beta wants to accompany her on harp. Or at least sit at the piano with her, turning pages.
They are going to have a 3-month composition program at the school. Gamma and I are discussing whether to take part.