One Night . . .

I have to brag about my husband Danny. This weekend I got to hear three performances of his new opera, One Night Together. Dan composed all the music to a holocaust-themed libretto by a poet named Ilsa Gilbert. I have to admit even I was blown away by the vivid beauty of his music. I'd heard bits and pieces on the piano as he was working on it (it took 9 years) of course, but never the fully-orchestrated version. I was amazed at how visual music can be; almost like a painting. It's impossible for me to understand how he can hear music in his head and write it down, and then when someone plays it, it sounds just like he imagined. Yet that's exactly what happens whenever Danny composes something. Writing seems so simple in comparison to composing. . .at least from my point of view.

Composing and orchestrating an opera is a huge undertaking. Getting the funding to have it staged is even more huge. So kudos to the Duo theater in the village for taking on the challenge. The show was sold out for all three performances, so it was a success for all!

Thanks for letting me take a few minutes to boast about something that has absolutely nothing to do with this blog site. I promise to write something adorable about my new romantic comedy, Puppy Love, next time.

xo
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