last night

• two zankou falafel wraps, pound cake, and a cane sugar pepsi to start off the hollywood bowl evening
• wild and tipsy middle aged lady next to my mom, spilled a whole glass of wine on her..
• dudamel conducting borodin's polovetsian dances from prince igor - really made me smile
• borodin is also downlow really damn cool for being a beast chemist and composer at the same time (even when his highly touted chemistry professor doubted he could succeed at both concurrently)
• lang lang doin' his thing. never gonna get sick of it.
• loved his encore, liszt's liebestraum.
• last piece was alright. mussorgsky's pictures at an exhibition. great brass sound though. the final mvmt's brass chorale was awesome.
• major shift given my last two musical experiences were dci competitions.
• even bigger shift when i went from the senior crowd at the bowl to the excited young folk of the hp7b midnight premiere
• but on my way back from the bowl, on the bus ride. the whole seat to myself and the darkness zooming down and my ipod singing away and it felt like drumline and it made me sad.
• car straight to marina del rey for hp7b premiere
• i don't have much to say (or ability to form what i want to say) right now, but there were just so many tearjerkers. i've never cried so much with a movie before, so emotionally draining.
• car ride back with the crew, in n out closed (3am..damnit) and westwood was abandoned. it was weird.
• home, didn't sleep til 4:30. i kind of wanted to see the sunrise.