One drought ends. Another? (rolls eyes)

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.

Sweeping Away Cobwebs....

....from this blog..and [COUGH] the dust.
The Chicago Fire's coach Dave Sarachan has a lineup depleted by injuries and national team callups. A couple of the fill-ins, Bakaray Soumarie, and Willian Oliveira have done well. Nevertheless the Fire is a team made of of folks not used to playing with each other.It showed Saturday night. Chivas's pass distribution was much better. Nevertheless, the Fire's defense had a good game until...until...oh go to the MLS Website and click on the highlights.of the Chicago-Chivas match.It's a cruel game. One slip up by Dasan Robinson and Chivas gets a goal. Read more here, if you must.
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Hmmm...next Saturday....go to the Globe and watch DC United vs the Chicago Fire? Or go hear the Grant Park Chorus sing.
That used to be an easy choice. Watching soccer shouldered everything out of the way. On the other hand: how much disappointment can I bear? I have a sideline pass to FIRE games, and thus really can't express my emotions about the team's performance...although I have been muttering obscenities. Nevertheless, it's hard to shoot photos and yell WTF!!! at the same time.Nah. When I realize that the only choirs I've heard recently have been my church choir, and the mass that makes up Section 8, then I think it's time for some cultural enrichment. Blake Adams, our choir director, sings in the chorus. It's time to hear what he and his fellow choristers can do.Hearing Mendelssohn will not make me grind my teeth, the way an overhit crossing pass does.