In the interest of preserving my blood pressure, I decided to skip watching the Chicago Fire play DC United. Results here.
I hadn't heard the Grant Park Orchestra & Chorus play in a zillion years. Since our church choir director is one of the basses, I thought I'd see what the fuss was about.
I don't know Mendelssohn from Mussorgsky, but I thought I'd give Elijah a try.
(Actually I do know Mussorgsky. I listened to Pictures at an Exhibition, and NO I don't mean the Emerson, Lake and Palmer version!)
Memo to me: go find a CD of Elijah. This was a great concert.
There were some interesting ironies during the night. I got caught in a rain squall. The rain let up before the performance. The irony? Elijah starts with Israel stricken with a drought.
Near the end of part one the Elijah, whom you may have discerned is an Old Testament figure,
beeches God to bring rain.
I found myself looking up at the sky and thinking,
"Don't get any ideas, Big Guy. This is just a performance."
The night was cool and dry.
Oh yes, and another thing: Elijah starts out with a drought, but all is well in the end. We here how he ascends to heaven on a flaming chariot.
As for the Chicago Fire, they are in a victory drought. The heavens are brass and the earth is iron. Rain?
"He that shall endure to the end shall be saved." Matthew 10:22
But tonight, I chose music, sweetly performed.
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