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puttering to music
Jan. 19th, 2005 05:56 pmAnd behold, I finished on Tuesday writing my survey article (12K words), and lo, my editors said it was good. That's done.
Today I took some necessary reading and set off on BART the long way to San Francisco. I had a purpose: I know how to find the Potlatch and Corflu hotels from the Civic Center station, but I want to make damn sure I know how to describe it in the progress reports for the sake of out-of-town attendees who may come out to the multi-exited foyer and wonder, "Now where do I go?" Joyce Katz's directions from the parking garage through the multi-towered structure of last year's Corflu hotel down to the reg desk at the other end were exemplary. One wishes to emulate.
While there I had lunch at the little gyros place hiding around the corner on Grove Street. Pretty good, though not enough to persuade Madisonians not to return home.
On the way back, absorbed in my reading, I was startled to hear the vox announce that we were approaching what sounded like "Suddenly Upgrove Station, Suddenly Upgrove." Couldn't quite figure out where I was until the station signs started gliding by and read ... oh, come on, you guess.
Came home to find an issue of BBC Music with an article on Michael Tippett's centennial. Dismayed to discover that it was on 2 January and I missed it. The Tippett work I've most played is his Second Symphony, which similarly to a lot of Havergal Brian symphonies begins really arrestingly and then gets a lot knottier. I shall have to dig out my old LP with what I recall as a Tippett work I particularly enjoyed, the Suite for the Birthday of Prince Charles. (And by birthday he meant birthday, as he wrote it in 1948.) In the meantime, the magazine's CD gave me the work I'm listening to now.
Today I took some necessary reading and set off on BART the long way to San Francisco. I had a purpose: I know how to find the Potlatch and Corflu hotels from the Civic Center station, but I want to make damn sure I know how to describe it in the progress reports for the sake of out-of-town attendees who may come out to the multi-exited foyer and wonder, "Now where do I go?" Joyce Katz's directions from the parking garage through the multi-towered structure of last year's Corflu hotel down to the reg desk at the other end were exemplary. One wishes to emulate.
While there I had lunch at the little gyros place hiding around the corner on Grove Street. Pretty good, though not enough to persuade Madisonians not to return home.
On the way back, absorbed in my reading, I was startled to hear the vox announce that we were approaching what sounded like "Suddenly Upgrove Station, Suddenly Upgrove." Couldn't quite figure out where I was until the station signs started gliding by and read ... oh, come on, you guess.
Came home to find an issue of BBC Music with an article on Michael Tippett's centennial. Dismayed to discover that it was on 2 January and I missed it. The Tippett work I've most played is his Second Symphony, which similarly to a lot of Havergal Brian symphonies begins really arrestingly and then gets a lot knottier. I shall have to dig out my old LP with what I recall as a Tippett work I particularly enjoyed, the Suite for the Birthday of Prince Charles. (And by birthday he meant birthday, as he wrote it in 1948.) In the meantime, the magazine's CD gave me the work I'm listening to now.
