Classical Life is one year old today.
It’s been a very good year. Well, a year.
You were shocked — shocked! — to find that I had been “re-assigned.”
You wanted to know, “Where on earth is Gustavo Dudamel?”
The Top Ten Greatest Notes of All Time stirred sectarian strife.
10 Giulini recordings soothed the savage breast.
You could hardly get enough of Gustavo Dudamel and Juan Diego Florez opening the 92nd season of the L.A. Philharmonic, and, my god, who can blame you?
You were almost as equally mesmerized by my first record, though.
Still, it wasn’t enough. You wanted more Giulini, so I attempted to serve his genius.
Yeah, yeah, but how about a 3-year-old conducting Beethoven, you said.
He was much better than annoying sounds.
Still, musicians didn’t comment.
Stay thirsty, my friends.
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Happy first birthday little bro! Your blog entertains and educates me…for that I am grateful. You are an outstanding writer, but even a better brother. Congrats on your anniversary!
Happy Birthday Classical Life!
Welcome to the years of toddlerhood!
Just wait for the Terrible Twos.
Congratulations, Classical Life! You do a fine job of walking both sides of Entertainment Journalism Boulevard, Tim. I know you didn’t welcome the People column with open arms, but it’s the best source of humor in the Register from day to day. And you still find time to cover your beat at least as well as a certain critic from a nearby newspaper (it would be cruel to mention names while it’s still in bankruptcy). When do you sleep?
Haven’t you noticed? I sleep when I’m writing the People column.
But thanks for the kind words, Paul.
Despite your refusal to regard Rachmaninoff with proper respect, I must congratulate you on your perspicacity, your pugnacity, and your peripateticism. Not to mention your endurance against all the odds, and even some evens.
Thanks, Dennis. I’m honored to have you as a reader.
Buon Compleanno, Classical Life!
Mille grazie.
Happy Birthday to my favorite and most often-visited blog.
Well done, Tim. A toast to many more years — and decades — of Classical Life.