In a strange stroke of luck, I was called in to work
yesterday morning, vanquishing any desires I had for spending all day in the
library studying. Interestingly, I keep getting the nights off when there is
music to be had. Last week it was Bon Jovi. But yesterday, I seized the unique
opportunity to head up to Bethesda to listen to the work of Beethoven and his
Fifth Symphony. It was quite the contrast with other nights out - this crowd
was not too rowdy. There were no cell phone video recordings flickering about
the arena (as lighters used to), no $10 Bud Lights in plastic cups... no piercings.
I believe a good many in attendance may have known Beethoven personally. So,
this is where the senior citizens go to party. Well, the lady to my right was
probably about eighty years old, and I engaged her in conversation at the
intermission. Among other things, she commented on how unique it was to have
the composer, (of the second piece) Christopher Rouse, present while his
creation had just been played. Of course, I tried to insert comic relief:
"Oh, well the last time I was here, it was for Mozart... and he didn't
come." "He didn't come... yeah, I heard that one coming," she
told me. And they wonder why I don't go talk to them when other guys are
hitting on them. I got shut down making small talk to a grandmother. Well, at
least I didn't have to buy her a drink. After that, we made some nice
conversation, but I steered clear of humor. Anyway, what a magnificent
performance - perhaps some of the best music ever made or that will ever be
made. And, since I am much faster without a cane or a wheelchair, I beat them
all to the Metro. To be fair, though, I don't think they were racing.