Friday Night Lights
Playing the Sound of Music at the Pantages Theater
The Sound of Music
Today marks the beginning of the first weekend of the run. It will be the fourth performance for us. Last night I had the pleasure of meeting Lee Sklar, who I learned is a fan of musical theater. He came to edge of the pit and we talked about the show, about the instrumentation (a particularly large ensemble by today’s standards). That was a neat bonus.. to meet a living legend, and also to play the show knowing he was in the audience. Also in attendence were my friend Andres and his mother, whose spounse has recently passed away. I plan to go hava visit with her in the coming weeks.
Returning once again to yoga practice has been helpful, and I am always appreciative of the focused breathing and the mental clarity that can come in the process. I have had this practice intermittently for so many years, that the movemenets feel almost second nature. I appreciate this so much.. the familiarity and flow of a routine that is so ingrained in my muscle memory and my body’s recollection. I sometime flirt with the idea of going to practice in a mysore setting again. I have fond memories of the comeraderie and the shared space, the inspiration and added focus. Maybe I will give this to myself again sometime soon. There is a shala nearby where one of Noah’s students teaches, and some of the folks I know from back then will likely appear.
I began to read Infinite Jest yesterday, and I plan to continue today. So far it is thick and wordy, but interesting to be sure. I didn’t grab me like some books have, but I trust that if I give it time I will settle into it and that I will enjoy the experience. I have listened to the author speak a few times before and I found him to be articulate and earnest. He struck me as someone who has really spent the time to appreciate long-form thought and writing, the slow process of prolonged contemplation. This is a commodity which seems to be more scarce than ever before in our world. I feel drawn to connect with my own version of the slow contemplation, thinking and feeling to explore the inner worlds which ground us and which can serve as points of connection between our ships passing each other in the night.
