I has always loved classical music. The first album I ever bought was the soundtrack to 2001: A Space Odyssey. I will never forget hearing Gustav Mahlers 9th symphony for the first time. I had just started college (FCCJ) and was repairing sewing machines for income. I was at work and heard it on WJCT, I enrolled in my first art class soon after. Thus began the Classical Period. Every night after work and school I would eat, make coffee and listen to music long into the night. My favorite composer? Mahler of course. Who better to feed the angst of a ideological young artist. Shostakovich, Rachmaninoff, Schubert, Wagner, all were my nightly visitors. Then came the the CD. I moved out, my roommate didn't like classical, life got in the way, blah blah blah. Anyway, records are back! And they are 50 cents each! ( at the thrift store) So I have been going gangbusters lately buying them up. So my ritual is back, I have come full circle. I listen every night once the signifigant other and the dogs are asleep. The pictured album is one of my favorite finds, a tone poem by Hector Berlioz. It was recorded in the early Fifties. Gotta go, coffee is ready.
