Boulez Sez

I'm up too late (and going into NYC too early tomorrow) to write anything substantial about this, but the Pierre Boulez concert Pete & I saw on Thursday night was pretty spectacular. Boulez conducts with his bare hands in this kind of air-calligraphy; "Le Marteau sans Maitre" is a spellbindingly spare thing, and the mezzo involved was phenomenal; "sur Incises" provides an unexpectedly invigorating experience closer to observing awe-inspiring natural scenery than to hearing most other kinds of music. (short description = 40 uninterrupted minutes of 3 pianos, 3 harps, 3 mallet percussions pouring out this unbelievably vivid atonal sonorousness. this is good, good stuff.)

Tomorrow thru Monday I'm staying in the extra bedroom at Chez Ex and unwinding the long weekend Not In New Haven, including Saturday and early Sunday with Pete, who's still in Manhattan for the time being. Everyone else, happy long weekend in the meantime.