Phlip was all chalked up at Circus Harmony today, and he did a somersault and then two back flips that left perfect on the carpet in the ring.
I headed to school for a fabulous faculty composers showcase concert featuring music by four intensely talented colleagues.
And then I went to the J to be part of Todd Purdum’s talk about his book Enchanted Evenings. The book is about Rodgers and Hammerstein’s collaboration. Purdum was at The J as part of the Jewish Book Festival that continues this week.
I’m grateful to Edward Coffield for asking me to provide the piano music for Purdum’s talk!
I am missing three shows, but this is the loot from the last two weeks.
Missing: Lightning Thief, Corner of Bitter and Sweet, and Big Apple Circus.
What a two weeks! Two operas at the Met. Circa from Australia as part of the White Light Festival at Lincoln Center. John Williams with the SLSO. My own voice student heading Brighton Beach Memoirs. And all these musicals, both in NYC and in STL . . . .
I started the day with a matinee performance of Big Apple Circus, in an audience filled mostly with children. Loud children. Shrill children. And I loved it.
Lunch followed at Rustic Table, with Jessica the Circus Lady and her posse of friends, plus her son Keaton and his girlfriend. My lunch of shredded chicken, harissa tahini, and such was a huge delight.
I bussed my way over to 60th and Madison Avenue, and took in the latest exhibition at the Grolier Club, one of my favorite out-of-the-way nerdy places in NYC.
And then I spent some time in Central Park.
On the way to the evening circus performance, I stopped by the Jo Malone shop (my wallet is groaning) at Columbus Circle, then headed on across 59th toward the Hudson River to see Keaton Hentoff performing in Australia’s contemporary Circa ensemble as part of the White Light Festival. The show, En Masse, was simply stunning.
11, 922 steps on Thursday. That’s my best day this week.