I am not blogging today.
But an update anyhow.
Six voice lessons today. Six hours of joy and life and loving music.
And then dinner with one of my kids, and a trip to see the Muny Teens work their magic.
And catch up with all sorts of people I know at the Muny.
And a walk home from the Muny.
Life is good.
In about 12 hours, I land in NYC.
My 2.5-week summer holiday has commenced, as of the close of the work-day yesterday.
Unlike other summers where I’ve taken a full four weeks away from the office, I’m departing for a shorter term this year, since I am music-directing two different shows and only have 1.5 weeks off between the end of The Sweet Smell of Success and the start of rehearsals for Out on Broadway: The Third Coming.
But summer holiday is filled, as usual. I’m off to NYC next week, for a short visit and some research. Then I have a dash over to Lee’s Summit and on to Des Moines to see Billy Budd at Des Moines Opera.
The next few weeks, until August 10 or so, are still three-days-in-office, and some long weekends. I still have reading to do, and music to compose, and local tourism to do!
But I wish I were abroad this summer . . . .
From the Church of St. Konstandinos, Hyrda, Greece.
JC outside the Estates Theatre, where Mozart conducted the premiere of his opera Don Giovanni. Prague 2009.
2005. On Nanjing Lu, the main shopping street, Shanghai.
Esterhazy, Austria. The tomb of Haydn.
At Exeter Cathedral, England.
I went with a friend on Sunday evening to Sandy Creek Covered Bridge in Hillsboro, down in the county where my father was born.
Until about 1900, I would have paid 3¢ to walk across this bridge, and each head of cattle or sheep I drove across would have cost me 1½¢.
Indigo bunting bird
I ordered Chinese take-away on Monday, and in the brown paper delivery bag were two fortune cookies.
“Remember three months from this date. Good things are in store for you.”
“You will soon bring joy to a close friend.”
So I am banking on August 29.
Now I must confess that the genesis for getting Chinese food was the documentary I watched Sunday evening. The Search for General Tso. Funny. Mouthwatering. And easily capable of creating a yen for General Tso Chicken.
From my recent trip to Hong Kong, a sample of the dumplings at a street market:
Dumplings for sale.
So the summer travel is set.
- June 5-7, Lee’s Summit to see family
- June 28-July 3, New York City and Philadelphia for research and to reconnect with friends and students
- July 7-10, Lee’s Summit and Des Moines, the latter to see Billy Budd at Des Moines Opera
- August 6-8, Chicago for R&R
I have no big summer trip this year.
But I’m doing two shows this summer at New Line Theatre:
Since I only have two and a half weeks off after one show closes and the other begins rehearsal, I’m packing in trips on my days off.
I go to the office only three days a week during summer months (at least until August, when the pace picks up), so I’m scheduling a lot of local things. I don’t eat out much, but I’m setting my eyes on a half-dozen local restaurants I’ve never visited, and treating myself to some luncheons on days when other events also take me out of the house. Among those:
And I’m seeing plenty of shows, with my voice students in
- Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, 9 to 5, and South Pacific at Stages
- The Little Mermaid and Newsies at the Muny
- Muny Kids and Muny Teens cast shows
- a Tennessee Williams play
plus a colleague in Next to Normal at Insight, and Christine Brewer in Albert Herring at Union Avenue Opera.
I’ll catch three operas at Opera Theatre of Saint Louis too.
This will be a fun summer of some deliberate local tourism.
From the grounds of the Indianapolis Museum of Art:
On Saturday last, I visited the mid-century Lilly home, Oldfields, at the Indianapolis Museum of Art (IMA).
This glorious country home is just a lovely place to visit. So are the grounds.
In the family room.
And then one sees some nuns on the grounds too: