MOZART LAND….HERE I COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)

I was at the back row of the orchestra with silly thoughts running through my head..and I suddenly had an inspiration for a “FAIL” post.

Haha I couldn’t resist it!! Mingyue, thanks for the pose!!!

You have gloated, seduced and tempted me long enough. I shall take this nonsense no more and I am going to pry you apart piece by piece, stanza by stanza every saturday morning for two hours at the very least and I am going to enjoy this until I have mastered your beautiful lines of poetry.

Someone once said,

The most beautiful songs are the saddest.

There is nothing more true.

I visited Auschwtiz on saturday. The music sent shivers up my spine as I recall the experience at the camp - the crematorium, the ruins of the gas chambers, the bounded hair of the victims and the landscape of stacked chimneys stretching to the horizon - and I felt countless suffering. It was inexplicable, powerful and emotional. It was as if I was the music and the music was me.

And then, I realised there were tears down my cheeks.

Picture taken from the gas chamber ruins in Birkenau

The trombone stand!!! obviously!