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March 12, 2015 [Mar. 12th, 2015|11:55 pm]
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After getting up and getting going this morning, queenmomcat and I went across the street to Nordstrom to get me a new pair of shoes. The pair I partially destroyed last night actually came from this specific store, and they had lasted me some twelve or so years, so it was kind of a no-brainer to go there again. They didn't have the same make and model of shoes, but I got something similar. Hopefully, they'll last for another twelve years.

Lunch was at Seasons 52, and we had the same waiter we had last time we were there. He actually remembered us, which is a sign of a good waiter. (Either that, or we did something so spectacularly out-of-line the last time were were there that our visages were burned into his memory. But he seemed happy to see us, so that can't be it.) After lunch and a brief bit of time back at the hotel, we headed to the Civic Opera House again to see our second opera of this trip: Miecyzsław Weinberg's, Passazhirka (The Passenger -- please forgive me for not looking up the Cyrillic original of the title).

I went in wanting to like this opera, but unfortunately, I was somewhat disappointed when I left. The performance was fine, and the sets were interesting, but the music . . . . Okay, this opera was written in Russia in 1968 by a Polish refugee about the Holocaust. "Subtle" is not a word I would use to describe it. But there's "obvious" and there's "being bludgeoned over the head," and The Passenger falls very much into the latter category. Now, it's not as if something like, say, Tosca is very subtle throughout, but The Passenger felt emotionally manipulative, something I'm not entirely willing to forgive. So, something of a disappointment.

Dinner was kind of disappointing as well. McCormick and Schmick's has been bought out by a large parent company, and their offerings aren't what they used to be. We had a good dinner, mind you, but they no longer offer the selected raw oyster appetizer that I liked and their seafood offerings are more limited now than they used to be. Oh well. I gather that the option to being bought out was to go out of business, so I suppose I should be glad for the current situation. And I expect we'll be back eventually to give them another try.

Back at the hotel now, and I've decided to go to bed very early. To tell the truth, my stomach was bad all day, for reasons I cannot determine right now. Hopefully, it'll be better tomorrow, or dealing with the stress of travel may not be at all fun. Maybe I just need a good night's sleep.

[User Picture]From: queenmomcat
2015-03-17 02:07 pm (UTC)
I'd be interested to see what a modern composer could do with the story; fifty years later, I'd say that the subject matter is horrendous enough that it needs a delicate and subtle touch...but that may be as much public awareness as a sea change in musical styles and tastes.
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