Monday, July 21, 2008

The unquietest months

My plan to post more varied, less event-focused commentary this New York offseason has, I'm afraid, to this point run aground on a perhaps-not-foreseeable thing: the relative dearth of silence. Between extended daylight hours, air conditioners, the school break, and increased liveliness by all, city summer's din all-too-often blunts both music and discursive thoughts thereon.

More important, though, is the absent silence of the opera house itself, which despite frequent complaints is a remarkable thing. Indeed, it's occurred to me that this blog may simply have collected the alternate forms that appear in my head before such pregnant moments turn again into the sound that's written.

Maybe not. In any case, more posts will follow.

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