On February 19 and 20, 2016, the St. Louis Symphony performs Hector Berlioz’s overture to Béatrice et Bénédict, selections from Jean Sibelius’s The Tempest (with passages from the Shakespeare play performed by members of St. Louis Shakespeare Festival), and John Adams’s dramatic symphony Scheherazade.2, with soloist Leila Josefowicz.
My program notes begin on p. 26.
Gabriel Fauré, Ladykiller
This weekend (March 6 and 7) the St. Louis Symphony performs Fauré’s Elegy for Cello and Orchestra, Wagner’s “Brünnhilde’s Immolation” from Götterdämmerung (Christine Brewer, soprano); and Bruckner’s Symphony No. 3.
My program notes are here:
My program notes for the first SLSO Youth Orchestra concert of the season, on Buxtehude/Chávez, Pärt, Britten, and Dvorák. The Youth Orchestra concerts are free (well, except for a $1 service charge for tickets). You should go.
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Get tickets for the concert here:
And yes, I realize that I am missing an important diacritical mark above, in a certain Czech composer’s name. I really ought to learn how to make that weird mark over the “r,” and I really ought to learn the name for it and stop calling it weird.
You hear all the best birds at 4:00 in the morning. Olivier Messiaen would love our south-city songbirds.
Today I added several links to the Links to Published Writing page, gussied up various pages with some new uploaded photos, and created a new catch-all page for unpublished writing. It’s called Odd Unpublished Things and contains, of all things, odd unpublished things: from a spate of fever-fueled DVD reviews to the last poem I ever finished, when I was an undergraduate in college.
This blogging bidness is a laborious task for a compulsive person with terrible completist tendencies tempered with paralyzing self-doubt, but I guess I can’t make a decent blog in one day, even if I do keep teenage vampire hours.
I will strive to be more interesting in the future. Thank you for reading, all three of you.
For at least 10 years, well-meaning people have been telling me that I need a blog. For professional reasons. Seeing as how I call myself a freelance writer. Sometimes these well-meaning people even put me on the spot and ask me where they can read my so-called writing. I just wave airily and say, “Oh, you could always google René Spencer Saller, and see what comes up.”
In truth, I mostly hate blogs, and it seemed very likely that I would hate my own, if I had one. But early this morning, plagued by insomnia, I thought, well, why not? It’s free, after all, and it’s easier if everything is organized in one place.
So far all I’ve done is upload a bunch of links. They’re all on the Links to Published Writing page above, haphazardly organized. Click at your peril.
I am also a freelance editor, but that’s far too boring to write about. I’m fairly good at it, and I’ve been doing it professionally for more than 20 years now.