[Nico responds: Well, I think the nature of this revolution would be specifically designed for people like me and our petty, bourgeois concerns like phones and getting coffee & sandwiches quickly. I can’t pretend to speak for the Subaltern in London, or anywhere for that matter — being born middle-class is so eternal, isn’t it — but it sounds like you ‘n’ Gayatri are ready to really roll up the sleeves and get to work with the capital-R Rev! Onwards! I’ll be on the sidelines with artisanal sandwiches for when you get tired. ]
]]>Thank you Nico (& co) for enduring it all, and managing to not only deliver a wonderful performance, but to do so in good cheer.
P.S. Was also a wonderful surprise to see you and Sam performing again last night with Owen Pallett!
]]>Thank you Nico (& co) for enduring it all, and managing to not only deliver a wonderful performance, but to do so in good cheer.
P.S. Was also a wonderful surprise to see you and Sam performing again last night with Owen Pallett!
]]>[Nico responds: I’m not sure if this is the most depressing comment I have ever received, but it has certainly dampened whatever remained of my high after performing! Perhaps you misunderstood me. I wasn’t haranguing. I was calling for motivation. I’m off tomorrow morning early to Eindhoven. Tell everybody you know to take a bright yellow train to the show and perhaps it will be less ‘poorly attended.’ Jesus. I’m going to listen to Buxtehude and try to remember my experience of Sunday which was many smiling and laughing faces both onstage and in the audience.
]]>They were preparing for a special Burns event. I needed a score. They said, ‘but we’re closing at 6.50 this evening’. I said, ‘but I’ve come here specially and how was I to know that’.
Persisting, I got one lady to look and see if she had the Photopsis score I needed. She did, but it needed to be got from the store, and they were closing in ten minutes…
HOWEVER nothing can rival the sheer aggression of New York nocando. At the airport, of course, but also from the security guard to that funny little row of 1930s houses on the Upper West Side. Could I just walk up the steps and look in through the gate? ‘This is as far as you go’. Here, his opposite number would be humo(u)rable.
]]>Mr Muhly, thank you so much. Seriously. Reich and Glass, your mentors. You lucky, lucky guy. Thanks for an utterly amazing concert 😀
]]>(P.S. I used to work at Schirmer but left before you joined their ‘stable’)
]]>Having recently moved to London a month ago, I cannot begin to relate more to what you’ve said.
Your tales of woe regarding bank accounts, cell phones, trying to find a place to print out a colour page, adhesives and the obstacles of functioning in a normal existence are spot on. I’m amazed at how I can easily lose an entire day to tick off one thing on my to-do list as the vortex of inefficiency and bad service consumes me whole.
Great job – wish me luck as I jump through the flaming hoops of fire involved in getting a gym contract next…
]]>Who rebels? Us cyclists in London – I note we’re rulebreakers and certainly don’t obey the pointless signs.
But then there’s the Round House, and St John – trust you have the lovely book – and…and…
Pleased, at least, you can point out our foibles without resort to the rampant Anglophobia that bedevils the Parterre opera site, with its rants against ‘fucking Brits’ – ohime, imagine if you replaced that with ‘blacks, Jews, gays’…
]]>I hear ya! Im a Londoner born and bread – and im telling you, there is a skill with putting up with this here otherwise you will get nothing and have nothing you want! But you can make it into a fun game whereby you bargain and play with people until they give in to what you need. It works with the right attitude – which im sure you have – i promise. I had a similar situation the other day int he Roundhouse cafe too. I would say the staff generally were really amazing there – was doing a performance in the Dorfman Hub so was around for a few days – but I asked one woman for a frothy cappuccino and she looked truly insulted as if i had just stepped on her foot – and it was a it of a shit cappuccino in the end. hmmm.
Im really sorry to have missed your show tonight – due to unfortunate circumstances – but really wanted to make it. Are you doing any more performances in London soon?
Good luck with everything – and fight those frustating London vibes – its worth it for the pockets of amazing-ness here.
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