What a shock to wake up in Dallas to see everything covered in snow and sadly Olivia, who is stuck in Houston with a cancelled bus, finds herself unable to come to tonight’s concert with violin virtuoso Itzhak Perlman at the Winspear Centre downtown. They’re just not used to weather like this in these parts, I see men in shorts, total denial, haha. But for Olivia we have to see if she can see him in another city on another date whilst we are still in America, let’s hope so.
We made it to the studio later than expected, the weather making us all wonder if the roads were OK to drive. We discovered they were fine and we met John and Rich at the studio for a few hours of work on Brian’s record in the afternoon. Rich had more piano to play, we also had a guitar and organ solo to compile, plus we had to look at the takes we had of the Gospel girls to make sure we had the best of them, not so hard to find.
We headed out of the studio at 6 PM and picked up a takeaway Thai where I gobbled it down like a Roman emperor on speed as we were trying to get out of the house to get to the concert. We went there by Uber doing everything we could to avoid the cold, getting dropped off outside the venue, and when I say venue, I mean MODERN. One of those amazing newly built concert halls where they have spent as much time thinking about the acoustics as they have about the shape.
This was not a traditional Itzhak Perlman concert, playing with an orchestra, conducting or dazzling us with his skills in a classical symphony. This was his life story, told with anecdotes, jokes and the incredible journey he took from a poor kid with polio to international fame. He seems like a lovely, humble man with exceptional talents, and he punctuated his stories with short pieces that meant something to him throughout his 78 years. He showed videos of himself as a 17-year-old on the Ed Sullivan show. A thoroughly enjoyable show, and we were able to give Olivia and Tess’ (cellist Tess had injured her foot) tickets to Rich and his wife.
Music today was the most opposite I could find, and it was Lene Lovich – Flex (1980). It came about as for some reason I started singing New Toy in the car. The song was actually from her next EP (1981) and was written by Thomas Dolby. I always had a soft spot for Lene Lovich, check out the In Deep post about her and her first solo album Stateless (1978).