Two Pieces

I wanted to write about masochism & repression this week, yet THE WEATHER IS TOO DAMN HOT to concentrate.

(Well, from another perspective, the weather also partially inspired me to write about masochism…anyway…)

Also, after a long day, I gathered there’s only some energy left to write about things that I don’t have to think about at all.

I’ve always enjoyed WQXR radios; however, it’s one in these days that I crave something old and familiar. They are Dvorak’s Symphony No. 9, also commonly known as “From the New World Symphony”;

Another piece is Brahms’ Violin Concerto in D major, Op. 77.

(God, Perlman looked so young in 1978!)

These two pieces reminds me of some remote childhood summertime, during which I would spend the whole afternoon sitting at the recorder, waiting for the second movement, the five minutes of violin melody, and then I will repeat the whole second movement again. I did not care about the music form about the rest of the piece until much later.

They also reminded me of the youthful days in Europe. I missed about the freedom of having these pieces in my headphone, not worrying about finances and money at all (what is credit card bill? I just had a credit card and mom will take care of whatever else!), wandering around streets and museums…I miss a little town which name I can neither remember or pronounce anyway, it’s near a lake by Alps. I remember getting off the train, deeply drawn by the quiet scene of snow falling down on the lake.

Have I chosen something different, I would have kept that “privilege”. Do I regret my choices made? Not in a thousand years.

A very cliche way to put it is - Life has been an adventure, and the love and bonds established with folks in the States has been a miracle.

…I can really appreciate a damn AC though. Thank god we have just less than two weeks before (hopefully) jumping into the water!!