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June 1st, 2001 Beauty.
Today I watched three hours of the most glorious music I've ever heard. The Met had organized a tribute to the retirement of it's general manager, and truely it was more than breathtaking, it was a music that my soul sang to. Most amusingly, of the song choices included excepts from Don Carlo, and Vilia, which was truely amazing to hear in the original German tongue, sung by one the best voices in the world. I'm in awe, still.
I found myself singing along, and wondering, could I be up on that stage? Do I have what it takes?
So far my repetoire has been limited to the confines of Merrick, Habler and Kraushar. Which isn't terrible by far. Next semester I sing Tosca with Ian and Jeff, but do I have what it takes to get into Peabody? What about bio-gerontology?
What's more important, music or science? :: Alina 12:05 AM