March 8, 2007
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The Daily News
1 So...Captain America walks into a bar...2 This is not joke.
3 Mark these words.
4 Captain America.
5 So it goes.
6 Moving on: The past two days have been all about the music. Or maybe just all about music. Last night the concert band, symphonic band, and the absolutely sensational wind ensemble held court for me.
7 I finally moved into a realm I could understand up there at the Chill on the Hill.
8 It all felt real.
9 Jen Kambeitz is our Choir teacher. Her choir door opens up to the city below. The other night I was chatting with her about music and the concert and looked out her door.
10 San Jose was just this side of getting dark. It was that beautiful time of day when things look purple with the yellow street lights making it all look like a painting. I commented on it to Jennifer and she just said, "I love that view. It's my town. It's where I live, and have lived. It's home."
11 Yep.
12 Last night it was all about the music once again. Our school is blessed with the presence of the illustrious Steve Barnhill, an old chum from way back.
13 I worked lights and this awesome fellow named Tom recorded. He and I both saw a dream team taking place at the Chill on the Hill.
14 The music began. Steve would describe places that inspired the music, and then we'd just close our eyes and go there.
15 I don't have my program, but the music painted pictures.
16 One of the first songs took us to the poetic shores in Santa Barbara.
15 We then took off to the mountains, and to the snow.
16 And from there, to a meadow, where children played and enjoyed the wind.
and a hint of patriotism...
17 Music.18 I stood above, in the tech booth, where I belong, and fell in love with Performing Arts all over again.
19 It's home.
20 Music.
21 The ride home had the same Beatles CD, called LOVE, which has some monumental moments. Strawberry Fields took me home, with its curious mix of Piggies, Hello Goodbye, and a number of other wonderful tunes all flowing every which way, almost mirroring a song ending by the Wind Ensemble.
22 The music swirled and wound through me, and I was back in a Theatre, at a lightboard where I belong, loving the music as I always loved the music at YB.
23 Music.
24 Sweet.
25 It's great to be home.
26 Peace.
~H~
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