Hurricane music

We are watching the latest hurricane with horrified fascination. Our (late) sister The Beautiful Suzie’s (and she WAS beautiful, a gorgeous redhead) husband Mr. Ed lives in their house in Bradenton, just blocks away from the gulf coast and only a few feet above sea level. He is a native Floridian and by that I mean not just that he was born in Fla (although he was) but that at least a couple generations of his ancestors were born there before him. In other words he knows how to deal with hurricanes. I doubt he is evacuating but I don’t know. I’m pretty sure he isn’t mired with the masses on the freeways.

We ate dinner in front of a video of a young female pianist playing a Mendelssohn piece accompanied by an orchestra. This was something the GG found. I was pretty fascinated although in general I don’t really like to watch/listen to classical music in an active way. Back in the day I used to like to PLAY it. I am (was) not a bad pianist but my hands are a wee bit too small to allow me to do the finger gymnastics required for pianistic brilliance. Flute I could do and I may have had a future in that but somehow computers snatched me away.

I heard an interview with Yo Yo Ma (did I spell that correctly?) a while back during which one of the many things he was asked about was an incident when he was 15 or so. He obtained an illegal ID and skipped out of orchestra rehearsal to get drunk and landed in the ER. He giggled yes yes yes to every question he was asked but also expressed regret at how ashamed his father was. In other words, I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now. Yo Yo Ma is a joyful person and I love him. I am not as good a musician as Yo Yo Ma. Not by a long shot.

The beach urchins were urging me to get the GG to watch Joe Pera Talks With You. I wasn’t sure it would fly even though in some ways the GG is more of a yooper than I am. I grew up there but he didn’t. Turns out he seems to be kinda digging Joe Pera.

The pic is the GG’s camp setup on the shores of Ruth Lake in the western UP a few weeks ago.

One Response to “Hurricane music”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I can’t imagine not evacuating; I think of Harry Truman on Mt St. Helens. But it took one of Ashley’s grad student friends 18 hours (normally 7) to get from St. Pete to relatives in Georgia. Yes, Yo Yo Ma. He’s a legend.