The clock is ticking, and in New York we have about an hour-and-a-half to go.
I don’t think I’ll rush over to Times Square to watch the ball drop. I’ve never done it, despite having lived in New York for longer than I’m willing to admit, and I don’t see any reason to begin tonight.
So how to observe this important annual transition? Marking the turn of the year is such an important ritual in our society, do I dare ignore New Year’s Eve?
I’m having fun reading what other people have to say. So far today we’ve had a splendid column by Frank Bruni advising us to read more and tweet less. A hilarious bit by Peter Funt (The Year That Will Be), with my favorite of his predictions: “Delta Air Lines clarifies that standing room at airport boarding areas ‘will remain free for the foreseeable future,’ but that seats for
passengers waiting to board will now cost $25.” OK. I get it.
- opera
- art nouveau as my personal concept of beauty (one definition: “an international philosophy and style of art, architecture and applied art—especially the decorative arts”)
- elephants in Africa.
As I say, we had splendid performances. We subscribe to the Met, and – musically speaking – that great house (pictured here) is truly a “home away from home” for us. I look back over my calendar for the past year, and I’m truly impressed by some of the wonderful experiences we had.
Let me sign off with a few words of praise, both to the Met as an opera company and to young composer Nico Muhly for bringing “Two Boys” to the house. Modern, a little scary for some folks (vaguely reminiscent of Britten’s “Turn of the Screw”), and full of teen-age nastiness, the opera was beautifully performed, splendidly staged, and very, very satisfying. Muhly is a talented composer and his combination of many different styles and types of music (meaning: his originality), especially his skill with choral music, makes listening to his work a remarkable experience. In the big scheme of things operatic, if “Two Boys” is any sign of things to come, the Met is on the right track, and I think we folks in New York are pretty lucky indeed.