The concert Saturday night was sublime. I've promised myself to take more advantage of what's offered around here. So often I'll see a musical group or a speaker scheduled at one of our local colleges and I'll think, "That would be fun/interesting/edifying" but I won't make time to go. This year I've vowed to make an effort, so when I saw the Los Angeles Guitar Quartet would be HERE, I got tickets.
Two songs into the program every fiber of my being felt serene while the music filled my ears, my heart, my spirit. It sounds pretentious to say "I love classical music," but it's true, I do. I have since childhood. I love the steady rhythms, the flowing melodies, the soaring notes, the marching determination of Bach, the lilting sway of Brahms, the precision of Mozart. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy singing along to metal, Manilow, Minelli and Madonna. But most of the time I prefer no words, just the sound of instruments. Lyrics get in the way of my appreciation, they're distracting and conjure too specific of an interpretation. I even find full symphonies too overwhelming--string quartets are my preference when it comes to musical groups. One doesn't traditionally think of guitars as classical instruments, but LAGQ brings the classics to life with humor, creativity and brilliance.
It was amazing to watch these men bring forth such sounds from their guitars--their fingers moved so fast their hands looked still. The program was a nice mix of Renaissance music along with some contemporary classics. What a lovely thing to sit back and let the music wash over us, not do anything but enjoy the moment, savor the pleasure of it.
Their talent and skill was awesome. I'm so glad I went--live performances bring you into art like no other venue. And I'm thankful to Mr. D for being my date for the evening.
Spill it, reader. Who have you heard live lately?