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| 07.15.04 (8:27 am) [edit] |
So it could be day three or day four of the music festival, you can stop it now, I want to go to sleep.
Paco de Lucia: Excellent. Classical Spanish guitar is SO beautiful to listen to, shame about the singers. Flamenco just does my head in, but I’m clearly in the minority because the crowd went wild. The best bit was after the concert. They’d packed (literally) two fields with cars so that everybody was blocked in till the car in front was moved. The crowd was in a rush to get to the next venue for the next event so it was a total bun fight! On to the Plaza. Every night, from midnight till dawn there’s music and dancing in the plaza. We stayed for a while then went home where (of course) it was MUCH louder. No sleep.
Mozart. Requiem K626: The venue (a convent) was amazing. The concert too was top quality. It was an hour of bliss. As the music washed over me my mind wandered and I tried to take in as much of my surroundings as possible. (The convent is of major significance in the village because it houses the virgin of The Mother Of All Saints, our Patron Saint.) Now call me fickle but…I’ve seen a few virgins in my time, and I know size doesn’t count, but this was a Barbie. I swear, the gentle folk of Jimena de la Frontera are paying homage to Barbie. I can’t wait till September when (according to the village cultural calendar), “during the fiesta of the Patron Saint the strong men of the village parade the virgin through the streets in an emotional procession”.
After Mozart and Barbie we went to friends for spag’ bol’ and to catch the second half of the Serrat concert from their terrace. I’ve always liked Serrat, so while they all chatted I dipped out of the conversation and sat alone enjoying the music. A balmy night, good food, good wine and that velvet voice…
The late night event last night was a techno style free for all. No sleep again.
As I write the sun is creeping over the distant hills, there’s a cockerel crowing somewhere and the streets are full of bright young things on their way home from the Plaza. They’ve spent the night in close proximity to speakers the size of houses, they’re shouting at each other because they don’t realise they’re now deaf. I need to sleep.
To be continued…
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posted by: librarianguish (reply)
post date: 07.15.04 (8:24 am)
Sounds like you're having a great time! Well, at least part of the time. I suppose we must put up with the hassles if we want to good music. But no sleep can grow very tiring after a while. HA HA - pun intended!
In a little town near me they have a summer concert series, and the crotchety old man across the street always mows his lawn during the shows. It's quite a scandal, really, and has been going on for years.
It doesn't sound like there's anything you can do about it, so have fun watching all the crazy people-antics, enjoy the music, and take a really long nap when it's all over!
posted by: SusanofPudlin (reply)
post date: 07.15.04 (6:10 pm)
Here is what I love: I get an inside track on such interesting events - a glimpse, if you will, on the lives of Mr. and Mr. Loops. Bonus! I GET TO SLEEP - yelling because you are prolly not able to hear anymore either!
posted by: SusanofPudlin (reply)
post date: 07.20.04 (7:01 pm)
HEY it has been more than 3 days. WHERE are you and the other Mr. LOOPS. I need my LoopyFix.
posted by: aWindow (reply)
post date: 07.23.04 (6:16 pm)
We are missing you Sir.. I hope wherever you are, you are in good health and happy.
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