January 28, 2008

• Concert

  My bf and I went to a concert on the weekend at Roy Thomson
  Hall.  for the Toronto Symphony Orchestra's Mozart Linz Symphony.   I can’t remember the last time I attended a
  concert. It was a casual affair and the highlight of the evening for both of us
  was a 17 year old pianist by the name of Ji-Yong.  Although I listen to classical music, I
  really don’t know a lot about it nor would I consider myself knowledgeable.  But this young pianist absolutely stunned
  me.  When this skinny kid came out on
  stage, he looked about 14.  He didn’t
  look nervous at all.  He didn’t just play
  the piano, he somehow put his emotions and feelings into it.  I can’t really put this into words.  On soft notes, he would lean back and look
  away with his fingers just barely caressing the keyboard.  When the passage became louder and more
  forceful (what is the right terminology?), he would almost hunch over the
  keyboards.  He was so animated and
  expressive that it was a treat watching and listening to him. 

  

  It wasn’t a cheap date but this was our little way of
  spoiling ourselves.  (ed. note:  please ignore Matt’s previous entry on fiscal
  responsibility).   While we were waiting
  for the concert to start, I couldn’t help but think about my parents.  They loved classical music.  They would watch PBS over a steaming, hot cup of tea and enjoy a concert or the opera. After I started to work and paid off my student
  loans, I would get tickets for them to watch the concerts.  They kept protesting about how expensive the
  tickets must be.  I didn’t mind because
  it was just a small gesture compared to what they did for me.  This continued for several years.  I don’t remember when it stopped.  It may have been when my mom started her
  dialysis. 

  For a brief moment during the concert,  I managed to resurrect some
  old and fond memories.  The concert also created some new and special memories for me and my bf.  

  
  

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