The Butterfly Lovers 梁祝小提琴协奏曲, violin concerto is one of three Chinese music I really like. Picture two dancing butterflies in the air, which I often see in my backyard, from their budding love to maddly in love to death did them apart … and they reunited for ever as butterfly. Very romantic.
Chinese artists or music always draw large Chinese crowds. So there were noises. The noise of phone ringing. The noise of talking. The noise of candy wrapper. The noise of coughing (non stop). Oh my. The last time we went to Carnegie Hall for Li Yundi yearsago, it’s the same. You just couldn’t really enjoy. I went because I wanted to listen a good quality orchstra – The New York Philharmonic – playing my fave music.
Before the concert, the little Korean with broken English, the Secretary General of United Nations gave a speech. Trying hard to be fun but failed. He said, that the Chinese and Korean New Year … which annoyed me. I know the Koreans are trying to claim the lunar new year as their own invention. Come on, people. Yuan Shikai who passed away in (16 September 1859 – 6 June 1916) 1916 had managed the little K when it’s one of the tributary state to China. Gosh. Invent something of your own. Mr. Ban Ki-moon also asked for patience and support for the UN: monkeys do fall off the tree because everyone makes mistake … so does UN. Give me break. Take your propaganda elsewhere.
It’s my first time to Maxim Vengerov’s concert. No comment.
The last piece on the menu was Nu Shu, composed by Tan Dun. Weird, not my cup of tea at all. I left.