In a parallel universe, maybe I could have been a symphony flute player…
In this universe, music was a huge part of my identity and life from the age of four until I left for college, when it stopped being the main focus (you know how it is). I spent years and years in band and taking piano lessons and doing scales and practicing and performing on stages and football fields. I played flute, French horn (so much spit!), piano, piccolo and a wee bit of trumpet.
Now I kind of wish I’d stayed involved in music over the years because — oh! — the symphony.
El Hub and I went for our Valentine’s Day special date night. 🙂
It was the San Francisco Symphony at the Davies Symphony Hall. They did a special Valentine’s tribute to Mozart.
So, there was music…and I got to dress up and wear bright lipstick. Score! 🙂
The first part of the performance was Mozart’s Piano Concerto No. 19 in F major, K. 459…
After so many years playing piano as a kid, I can still kind of tell where the music is supposed to go (although I never played anything that difficult).
The second part of the performance was by a composer I wasn’t familiar with, someone named Sibelius. Symphony No. 2 in D major, Opus 43.
I can totally see this one in a modern day movie soundtrack. It’s a good one to listen to with your eyes closed.
Also, since a gal’s gotta eat, before the performance we had dinner at Chez Maman, a little French Bistro right around the corner from the symphony hall…
Very casual place and good food. They don’t take reservations, and prices are reasonable (for that part of the city). It was a warm night, so we had our dinner outside just as the sun was setting…
Hello, romance. 🙂 Our table was tucked away in a corner on the sidewalk, not easily accessible, so our waiter would pass our food to us through the window next to me.
Everything was delish, but the crème brûlée? Best part. I live for cracking that crust on crème brûlée, homie.