Saturday, 24 June 2017

The sublime Mozart

WSMR (Sarasota Music Radio?) licenced  to the University of South Florida, is south west Florida's Twenty Four Hour Classical Music Station.

Eat your hearts out those of you who live in metropolitan areas who have no such radio stations  (remember when in Boston we had WGBH which used to major  in Classical Music, with the eccentric and marvelous Robert J Lurtsema and his five hour classical music programme, and WCRB with its daily offering of the classics,)

GBH = Great Blue Hills
CRB = Charles River Broadcasting

As I tuned into WSMR last week it was to enjoy Mozart's Piano Sonata # 11 with the deceptively simple first movement -  so utterly beautiful as to bring tears to my eyes.


https://youtu.be/vp_h649sZ9A



The third movement, a Rondo, is so well known as it is often played as a stand alone piece.

That movement, dubbed by Mozart as "Alla Turca" is passionate and exciting.  When I hear it my mind is taken back to St. Stephen's Parish in Pittsfield where I was the Rector from 1984-2000.   Michael W (aged then 16 or 17) was an accomplished pianist.

Twice, at my request, he played that "Rondo All Turca" as an offertory or a postlude, much to the delight  and joy of the congregation.

I cannot hear it without thinking good thoughts about Michael W.

Thursday, 22 June 2017

Lunch today with good friends

AT


Anna Maria Oyster Bar, Bradenton

WITH




Bob (seated),  Ron and Char

Wednesday, 21 June 2017

June 22nd Sad Day Part Two

It's the first anniversary of the sudden and unexpected death of my good younger  brother Steve.  Not a day goes by without my thoughts of Steve, his wife Angela, their children Lee and Nicola, and grandchildren Reece, Ebony, Thea, Luna and Ryan.

They are sad thoughts indeed, tempered somewhat  by my gratitude for such a good brother, husband, father and grandfather

Steve and Angela.

June 22nd - Sad Day, Part One


June 22nd would have been the 93rd birthday for our friend Ben Morse who died last December.

Ben was sometimes an irascible curmudgeon.  His impatience was legendary.

Ben was also a warm hearted and generous soul.  We all loved him dearly.

If he had not died before Inauguration Day 2017 he would have died daily of apoplexy at the self serving tweets of the ghastly TRUMPeter in Chief.

Many of his friends will raise a tumbler of of gin on the rocks in Ben's memory.

I'll not do that, but I will eat and enjoy sushi as my way of honoring Ben.