Day 5. I ventured out.
Thanks to Grace Jones for the homemade mask.
We had a 90-minute virtual faculty meeting.
And I stopped by the fruit stand.
That is all.
The world is turned inside out, upside down.
Broadway, Lincoln Center, the Metropolitan Opera. Closed for thirty days.
Webster University. Teaching on-line with no course meetings for at least three weeks.
Faculty. Forced to move courses on line, even though they never signed up for this.
Saint Louis. Banning all gatherings of 1,000 people or more for a few weeks.
The Fox. Closing for the month. SLSO calls off the Berlioz sound-orgy this weekend.
The NCAA. All remaining winter and spring sport tourneys are canceled this year.
MLB. Postponing the start of the season for two weeks.
NHL. MLB. MLS. All dark.
Variety Children’s Chorus. Stopped for the remainder of the program year.
Italy. Shut down.
European citizens entering the USA. Forbidden in the next few weeks.
Travel from China, South Korea, Italy, Iran. Forbidden.
Ireland. Closing all schools and universities for two weeks.
As of March 12, nearly 30 countries worldwide have closed all schools.
Apart from the grim human toll, the disruption to lives, the anxiety and fear this virus is inducing . . . apart from the fact that people I know and love are out of work because of this virus . . . the UN is now suggesting that the worldwide cost of this virus this year could be $2 trillion, and that a global recession is inevitable at this point.
The world is turned inside out, upside down.
Said John Donne —
No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as any manner of thy friends or of thine own were; any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind. And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
Christine Brewer wrapped up another Spring residency yesterday with a delightful & beautiful recital with some of our Webster students.
I am SO proud of this crew, and terrifically delighted that Chris continues to join us each year as Visiting Professor of Music.
(Well, I’ve been thinking about this for several years, and more fully for the last few months.)
God willing, I’ll have another ten years on the faculty at Webster, since I do not expect to retire until I’m 70. Sixteen months hence, my teaching load will of course shift a bit (although I’m already teaching a full-time load each semester), but the hours of administration each day will no longer occupy so much of my week. I’ll not be doing email at 11 p.m. to catch up from the day, which means time to read and write and watch and listen.
Questions on my mind right now:
How will this act in my life differ from the previous?
Engage the community?
Meet people where they are?
Secure a solid financial retirement?
Secure a legacy, if I am to be granted one?
Give to others?
Grow in connection with others?
I have some clear thoughts about all of this, but I’d love to hear from my readers. Your comments are welcome!
Well, it’s been a week.
(Read that with a sigh and a whimper.)
My body called off after Circus Harmony closed. I crashed hard on Monday, with mold allergy issues really getting the best of me. Perseverance was the motto, but Monday night was a rugged and toss/turn sleep.
I stayed home and slept a good chunk of Tuesday, finally going to the office to teach a few lessons before returning home to go to bed early.
This was supposed to be the first normal week of the semester, and it has been in that I’ve seen all my Webster University voice students, most of my private students, taken all the meetings, powered through the to-do lists, and such. But the allergies (wet weather, not dipping below freezing = mold) have held sway.
And the impeachment tribunal is just making me grumpy. I know who in my estimation the traitors are. And I just don’t understand a good 40% of this country.
Muny auditions are coming up, and for the Webster kids have already taken place. That’s been the focus of lessons this week.
I booked this week a music-directing gig for next year.
Friday and Saturday are audition days at Webster. We’ll see a dozen prospective new students before this weekend is over. Audition days are always exciting, bringing promise of new faces and voices and a superior freshman class.
I wrote two songs this week!
Projects and events this past week:
The beard is now gone. My face appreciates being clean-shaven. Mariele the Volvo is a delight! And I paid bills this week, with a few shekels left over. Apparently some big football game is taking place Sunday evening?
And Great Britain Brexits today. Good lord.
This announcement was posted Friday to faculty and staff in the Department of Music:
So, big changes are in the offing…..