|Thanks for the memories, I guess
(jeez Snapchat way to put me in a bad mood)
I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that the much-awaited sequel to #1Summer50Concerts is a summer where in-person live music doesn’t exist at all. I miss concert halls. SO much. I’ve been watching livestreams, of course, and pre-recorded concerts. They’re not the same. I don’t expect them to be the same. And frankly, I can’t find it in me to review them because, as I said in my last post, the fact that they exist supersedes quality. Performers are trying to make us happier, trying to help us cope, and evaluating their performances feels short-sighted and wholly irrelevant in such a crazy time.
I don’t really have much to say — nothing’s happened except that I’ve turned into a grandma who sleeps till noon, cooks a lot, goes on the same daily walk, and still doesn’t practice. It was a nice life for the first couple weeks. I’m bored now. Maybe it’s time to start practicing.
I’m going to try to keep posting through the summer, but there’s only so many times I can write the same “5 Things You Should Listen To This Week” article. For now, a Mozart aria that’s been stuck in my head for days, taken from a concert that my best friend and I watched together over Zoom two nights ago (if you’re wondering how that works: “3…2….1….go!” *press play together*). Sabine and Raphaël are among the more powerful musical power couples of today.
Anyway, happy anniversary to me. Here’s to many more years of blogging, most of them hopefully better than 2020.