Richard and I went to a piano concert last night. The musicians were all very talented and I really enjoyed myself. I forgot how much I love live performances.
On the program was an eclectic selection ranging from 1940s Jazz Standards, Dvorak for four hands (very cool), a soloist singing German opera, Rachmaninoff (be still my heart!) and a little Beethoven for piano and violincello to top it off.
The baby would not stop kicking me during the Jazz performance. He/she was doing gymnastics! I didn't even get a flutter for the Strauss and Baby slept through the Rachmaninoff.
I'll have to work on the Rachmaninoff....