Complex

Technology is a wonderful thing. Here am I, trying to write something erudite and entertaining, while listening to a recording of a concert I went to last week. Clearly, had I realised beforehand the BBC were broadcasting it live on Radio 3 I might have decided to save myself the price of a ticket and spent the evening glued to the wireless. Or, as is the case, wait a few days and catch it on iPlayer on the television. But I'm glad I went, despite never feeling particularly energetic after a long working day, as the electric atmosphere of a live concert is a unique experience. Especially so when the BBC Philharmonic is doing Stravinsky's Oedipus Rex, starring Ian Bostridge and Angelika Kirchschlager. Wonderful. Not knowing the piece, I managed to listen to it a handful of times online to get the music and libretto in my head. Pretty scary stuff, the tension heightened by Stravinsky's acerbic score. And not really a happy ending. But a joy to see the drama played out in front of you. Not to mention seeing young Bostridge for the first time, having assembled a large collection of his discs over the years. I need to do this more often: go out more. Listen to great music. While I still have my youth.

Narrow building. Yellow. Not really relevant to the text. Unless it is at a junction of three roads, in which case it has a disturbing significance to the plot of Oedipus Rex. But I can't quite remember if it was.