tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post3742924305854881937..comments2024-03-26T07:58:59.761+00:00Comments on I'll think of something later: Chamonix trails 3: Col to ColDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-69983173050304681222012-09-05T13:25:28.123+01:002012-09-05T13:25:28.123+01:00Shucks, wanderer, you're too kind. Long life t...Shucks, wanderer, you're too kind. Long life to blogging friendship.Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-91646565256044594112012-09-04T13:52:17.073+01:002012-09-04T13:52:17.073+01:00This is fabulous stuff David with those mighty cli...This is fabulous stuff David with those mighty climbs and simply the most beautiful photographs ever. I've been back and forth repeatedly (and back to that wondrous floriade by the Lake, et le danseur de l'eau) and infused with a feeling of such comraderie and friendship it is all the more beautiful.<br /><br />I'm glad and relieved, like everyone, that you are back<br /><br />And I'm clapping after each photo!wandererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08196036534397389760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-9440277813795245522012-09-04T00:27:26.911+01:002012-09-04T00:27:26.911+01:00Phew! Now back to the discussion you're having...Phew! Now back to the discussion you're having over here, I'm fascinated by the clapping practice, and even more by QE2's precis of Le Nozze di Figaro!Susan Scheidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09250142489341777926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-73908213263656923822012-09-03T14:17:20.052+01:002012-09-03T14:17:20.052+01:00Exactly right - brava!Exactly right - brava!Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-58731899464300402792012-09-03T14:10:17.670+01:002012-09-03T14:10:17.670+01:00From one very good egg to another, then, while I w...From one very good egg to another, then, while I will be soon coming out of hiatus, so will comment "Over There," just had to let you know I've now (if I haven't blown it) posted clips of the two phrases you noted. Please don't hesitate to set me straight if I've erred!Susan Scheidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09250142489341777926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-13918125309677602822012-09-03T12:58:38.429+01:002012-09-03T12:58:38.429+01:00But then our dear royals, Charles excepted, hardly...But then our dear royals, Charles excepted, hardly have a tolerable good ear for music. Though I like the Queen's precis of Le Nozze di Figaro: 'isn't it the one with the pin in it?'Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-44856644350013841182012-09-03T12:54:32.443+01:002012-09-03T12:54:32.443+01:00It is interesting to note that in the 19th century...It is interesting to note that in the 19th century (and earlier I suppose)conversation took place during the performance. There is another Saki story where the conversation betwen Reginald and ( I think) the Duchess was interrupted ( ! ) by the loudness of the music (Prince of Rimini ?)<br /><br />It is said that practices which die out in general society survive for a long time at court. Elizabeth Soderstrom reported that she and others sang at Drottlingholm for the Swedish royals and the visiting Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip, but " they didn't listen very nmuch as they were talking amongst themselves" David Damantnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-83953139607396209382012-09-03T12:21:26.791+01:002012-09-03T12:21:26.791+01:00Sue - Ah, of course, SCHEIDegg (a very good egg!) ...Sue - Ah, of course, SCHEIDegg (a very good egg!) BTW, I put 'Interlaken' instead of 'Lauterbrunnen' - slip of the brain. Covered that ground on my first ever trip abroad, with the primary school, aged 10.<br /><br />I've commented Over There, but I think you and Byron are right re the 'petite phrase' being the big tune - second subject - of the first movement, which comes back in the finale. Elaine Fine seems to have been more struck by another theme, but I can't say it sticks with me in the same way. You located it right in your second sidebar clip, but I'd be more inclined to put up the 'petite phrase' recurrence at 7'31.<br /><br />Sir David - applause after every movement is very much a Proms thing. Norrington always encouraged it as historically correct. But I think there's a time and a place. Vast first movements of concertos, like Beethoven and Brahms Violin Ctos or Tchaikovsky Piano Concerto 1, seem to call for it. I'd rather not hear it in most symphonies, though of course when many were premiered, the movements the audience liked best had to be encored immediately. Most irritating were the Russians at two song recitals by Borodina and Hvorostovsky, who applauded precipitately after EVERY song. At least leave it to the end of a group, for heaven's sake.Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-30102853512546043942012-09-03T12:06:18.014+01:002012-09-03T12:06:18.014+01:00In one of the Saki stories [The Boar Pig] "co...In one of the Saki stories [The Boar Pig] "consummation obligatoire" is translated as "forced feeding"<br /><br />Can nothing be done to stop applause after every movement of a symphony/concerto etc? I was listening to Radio 3 yesterday, and this happened during Mozart's Clarinet Concerto. It is as though the people come to enjoy themselves with pretty playing or singing. Just like appauding dove sono or porgi amor<br /><br />David Damantnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-7387872003453972402012-09-02T22:40:56.540+01:002012-09-02T22:40:56.540+01:00Ah, now there's the way to climb a mountain (a...Ah, now there's the way to climb a mountain (and Mount Scheidegg, no less, one of my favorites, guess why . . . I saw it once, but haven't climbed it, with porters or without). Over my way, thinking of you, as Elaine Fine has weighed in with the location of the petite phrase. Going way, way above my pay grade now, I've hazarded to put clips of the phrase in the sidebar. I feel confident of the first, but the 4th movement was harder. But it was so much fun to try--I printed out the score, too—thank goodness for the Petrucci music library—and followed along too (as best I could, anyway).Susan Scheidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09250142489341777926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-24162721841591551332012-09-01T19:27:17.998+01:002012-09-01T19:27:17.998+01:00Then you and Monsieur W could do worse than emulat...Then you and Monsieur W could do worse than emulate the 18th century English lady who required four porters to carry her over the Scheidegg between Grindelwald and Interlaken. In the end it took no less than eight to do it, at a hugely inflated rate, bearing their burden in shifts.Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-34883945976675419982012-09-01T02:21:17.867+01:002012-09-01T02:21:17.867+01:00I love the sign above the postcards ''Coso...I love the sign above the postcards ''Cosommation obligatoire'' in other words no lay abouts here.<br />The mountains are spectacular and beautiful, but all this walking is for young lads like yourself, at my age I need a sedan chair so does Monsieur W.<br />Laurenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03297393116796129135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-31522489471545528232012-08-31T22:54:49.871+01:002012-08-31T22:54:49.871+01:00I believe we saw Long Mynd from another hilltop, b...I believe we saw Long Mynd from another hilltop, but didn't walk it. Yet another reason for more trips to Shropshire . . . (Believe me, our walks were nothing compared to what you did here!)Susan Scheidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09250142489341777926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-23315727404423763642012-08-31T19:42:43.653+01:002012-08-31T19:42:43.653+01:00Greetings, Sebastian, and thank you. All kinds wor...Greetings, Sebastian, and thank you. All kinds words so much appreciated at what is still a difficult time (but we did it - planned it, and walked, and walked).<br /><br />As to miles, Sue, curiously we kept no tabs; nor did the useful little trail book. With such steep ascents, time tends to be the measurement; most were around two hours up (the two Cols closer to three. That's a fair time limit on climbing in my books).<br /><br />And, oh, how I love Shropshire, and look forward to your account - Long Mynd, perchance?Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-68696131140745215882012-08-30T01:39:35.994+01:002012-08-30T01:39:35.994+01:00How astonishingly beautiful this is! How many mile...How astonishingly beautiful this is! How many miles did you climb to see all this, David--it seems you are both extraordinarily fit! This I love, having been there myself, at least in some small way: "in the beginning they'd just been a slog. The reward is always when the vistas open out and the bigger mountains suddenly reveal themselves in greater splendour than from below." You will see, in the next few weeks, the report of our much smaller climb in The Marches, which reminds me of the truth of what you write here. That hope for the endless vista is what keeps one climbing, and there is certainly no greater reward.Susan Scheidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09250142489341777926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-77603354012185203032012-08-29T14:18:09.530+01:002012-08-29T14:18:09.530+01:00David so great that you're back to blogging!David so great that you're back to blogging! The LondonJazz sitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12346426719014759836noreply@blogger.com