Sunday, February 03, 2008

Putting the "Erf" in Performance

I realize that I haven't blogged recently, but that's only because it seems that nothing much has happened. Life in Slovakia goes on much as it has this past age, full of its own comings and goings. Worth mentioning, though apparantly not worth going out of my way to post about, are my two performances. The first: playing that Vivaldi cello duet thingie which was, I guess, close on two weeks ago, and which, unbeknownst to me, was some sort of concert for the Italian Embassy folks. That's right, the folks who brought you Vivaldi. The other cellist messed up in that one part that goes "doo, da da da da dum dum doo, dum da da da da da doo, da da dum di da da doo, da di dum dum da da doo doo doo doo da da da da dum da da da dum da da da doo", which doesn't matter so much, since, admittedly, it is a hard part, and it just made me look better in comparison. Better still, when they announced us, they said something along the lines of "And we'd like to thank the Conservatory for the use of their talented solist". Then, this last week I had this other dance thingie for študio tanca's modern class. I didn't much care for the choreography or the music, but that's okay. The younger students were sort of fun to watch- kids, the youngest of whom were perhaps five, who had clearly had no training other than modern, albeit their funky not-so-technique-based brand of modern, but still, interesting to see. The music that my class danced to was, I swear, about pedophilia. Not that I blame the teacher, since there's no reason she should know what this English song was about. Still, it was rather odd. In any event, in neither event did I fall down and make more of a fool of myself than you, dear readers, already know me to be.