Ann at the Symphony
Okay. Let’s try this again. Listen. To. The. Music. Minimize dissociation episodes to seconds or moments, not thirty-five minutes. Experience the music—avoid temptation to count senior hairdos. Also no loud one-clap when the music stops but isn’t over and everyone collectively knows not to clap, and then I try to disguise my one-clap by folding my hands at my heart and bowing. Wouldn’t it be neat to be able to “Ah yes, Baccccccch’s triple A minor fugue ala rondo for the pianoforte in d-flat Major Barbara” instead of “Fools Rush in sung by chicks with… Read More »Ann at the Symphony