SoCal born and raised.
I play volleyball; generally twice a week.
Berkeley undergrad: computer science & math
My tag frequencies say kind of a lot about me.
I like thinking, stories, listening, you~
spetharrific and i went to go listen to bloch’s schelomo and beethoven’s ninth yesterday and i died every few seconds. as much you can listen to recordings, there’s really nothing like hearing a full orchestra play masterpieces live. we commonly use music as a background filler while focusing on something else, but it’s one of the most beautiful things to devote your undivided attention to listening. not hearing: listening.
if you watched me during that concert yesterday, it probably looked like i died ten petit morts every minute. i’m still at a loss for words on how to describe how painfully and gorgeously emotionally tumultuous listening to music is. close your eyes and let the goosebumps happen.
here is another one of my favourite works by beethoven, delivered by zimerman. (wai-nan played a mean version too.)
and if, like me, you can’t get enough of the horn’s heart-stopping golden sound, and how the horn notes always seem to gloriously float over the entire orchestra, then i present you the unparalleled dennis brain playing mozart’s horn concertos.
I can confirm— her loss for words also included jumping around while grunting, some wailing, and a bit of arm flailing. Yeah, it was good.