Let’s accept the metaphor ‘your absence is a labyrinth growing into my soul’ as a valid one; let’s, with indulgence, partake in the spirit of the Italian nobleman who wrote it –amongst other palpitating verses- to his distant beloved during the summer of 1826; let’s take it, in short, as a possible consequence of what [...]
Seven short texts I wrote in 2005, which I had completely forgotten about and just found by chance. Fascinating to find that the idea of using the same syntagms in various orders to generate a narrative and different meanings had started already then (nº1, 4).
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1. Lemon
White fallen bleeding
Concrete grey water
Licking newspaper
Wind
Grey bleeding
Newspaper [...]
I received an e-mail from conductor Eduardo Portal at the beginning of last July outlining the possibility of a commission of a piece for the Burgos Summer Festival (Spain), which would eventually be premiered during the Festival by the Antares Ensemble under his baton. I found out in the course of the ensuing correspondence with [...]
I went into the English National Opera without knowing what to expect of L’Amour de Loin. I didn’t know that much of Saariaho’s music, but had heard some positive comments on the lead-up to the performance. The subject, that of impossible love and based on Occitan courtesan love poetry of the Middle Ages –a literary [...]
It is always very strange to write long time afterwards about performances one experienced, even more if one –that is, me- seemed to rather carelessly not take down notes about it. Nevertheless, I reckon the distance and the forgetting provide an extra filter for the judging of the pieces, as indeed one only carries [...]
I come back to this blog after too long a break from it. The always manic end of the academic year was this time spiced up with the further addition of two commissions to be written over the summer, one with very short notice indeed. Hence, I was prevented from writing on these pages [...]
I was fortunate enough to get tickets for the last Royal Opera House production of Lulu. I went on Saturday evening, the 13th of June. London was in that strange in between when the combination of late sunsets, heat, sun, and sudden showers makes one think of the summer that is round the corner, but [...]
As it happens, I am still waiting for my internet connection to be set up by the broadband company. I want to publish an article on Alban Berg’s Lulu new production at the Royal Opera House and this whole business is taking a bit too long for my taste!
See whether tomorrow we get lucky.
Sorry I have been so idle for the last week or so, but I just moved house and haven’t got internet in my new place.
I haven’t forgotten my agenda of articles, and I am just annoyed I cannot post them here yet!
So… I’ll be back soon-ish.