In the movie version, there is a spot where you do see a fiddler
fiddling from atop the roof.... Dunno as I ever have seen a stage
In the movies, they can do anything. In the play, the
fiddler is more along the lines of a dream or hallucination.
That's somewhat the implication, even on the movie...
I've not experienced any but the musical version;
back in high school I read Tevye's Daughters but
have no distinct recollection of the details,
especially whether there was a dream scene in it.
I'm not sure, but I think he's symbolic of the character's
mental anguish or the breakdown of society, much in the
same way that boomboxes were when they came out.
According to the script, it's symbolic of the precarious balance of life between tradition and modern forces... As to boomboxes, that breakdown
That seems compatible with my idea. Not having had
the script, the nuances may have escaped me.
has continued to happen... it was cars that functioned as boomboxes,
driving through the neighborhood... and now it's whole houses booming
out the sound.... We can hear the neighbor's "music" booming through
their and our closed windows at times....
See, the researchers and inventors who worked so hard to
make energy efficiency a reality didn't count on our
infinite capacity to create waste and annoyance.
production of Fiddler... though I did see Zorba the Greek on the stage
(in Syracuse) once... :)
I never had anything to do with the theater in Syracuse but
did see The Menaechmi once.
I've seen only a few plays/musicals on stage over the years... not from
lack of inclination exactly, just haven't done....
Oh, my own experience with the genre is limited,
except at that professional level, where insight and
enjoyment just simply are not part of the equation.
... A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and my Blue Wave reader.
I read "and my Blue Shield Blue Cross," more appropriate
to me nowadays. I've also seen ... "and Occupant."
I think I have that one, too... but I think it's "and [occupant]" or
some such.... :)
Ah, right.
We also seem to have a more vexed relationship with
the dollar than most.
It does seem so... :)
Someday I will be guaranteed to have enough money
for the rest of my life. With my luck, I'll die the
next day.
I expect that I'll not run out... but I'm not really thinking much about
it now... We've done our saving and collecting, and there are cushions,
even if relatively slim... ;)
I don't have much of a cushion, but then I've
always been a shoestring person.
Might have had to scramble a lot more if I had....
Sometimes I forget that corporations have their uses.
Yeah... they can be useful to employ some people... at least until they lay them off.... ;)
Spoken from bitter experience. I've had similar but not
at the hands of the faceless corporations.
It could have been a lot worse....
I suppose.
When you see in someone's obituary that they
had been an accomplished musician, that can mean
anything from could carry a tune in a bucket to
someone like me who could carry two tunes in a
bucket at the same time.
At that, I suppose I'd be considered accomplished... enough, anyway...
Definitely.
Beyond that level are
respected, eminent, renowned. I'd say Kreisler
was in his day those things, but calling him
accomplished is like calling Ralph Terry
merely accomplished because he wasn't Whitey Ford.
OK... You do remember that I have a talent for understatement...? (G)
There's understatement, and there's understatement.
That is a wide range.... :) And they are enjoyable pieces, besides... :)
Most of them I could play immediately, if I could
find the music, but a few would take work, and the
Praeludium and Allegro would require substantial
woodshedding (I did perform it about 40 years ago).
Maybe it would come back to you as you worked on it... :)
At this point, it's hard to think that anything
will be coming back.
And how often does it actually entice someone to try for higher status,
I wonder... ;)
Probably a lot more than it should or than we know.
It tugs at people's sense of self-worth - a sort of
multilevel consuming if you will.
I suppose... :)
It also serves as a consolation prize when I'm not
getting upgraded, which is more and more frequent.
That's somewhat of a benefit... ;)
The free food and booze helps a lot, even though
it's (by the rules) one drink only. That's a little
skimpy (a drink an hour is a sensible allowance), but
the crew tend to bend the rules a bit. American is
more generous with the alcohol but not the food.
Apparently, as in the hospital settings, rules are there to be enforced
only when the situation would otherwise get way out of hand....
Well, Rochester must be more enlightened than Boston,
where "standard procedure" is applied at the earliest
opportunity.
Luckily I fit nicely into a skinny coach seat,
and in fact first class seats I slide around in
too much for real comfort. It's the legroom that
I most covet (though as you know I'm not tall).
Being able to stretch out the legs completely is a Very Good Thing... I
find that more and more important as my knee joints tend to tighten and
need to stretch out and "click" to keep from hurting...
Sounds almost like a Hanschka complaint.
... If I were here more often, I wouldn't be gone so much.
If you were here more often, you'd hear more.
Possibly... although I do eventually get caught up eventually... after
all this is a print medium... not simply an aural one... :)
Hearing being a figure of speech too.
... I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now
There's really not much point in wanting to be anything.
Balsamic Jus Sauce
categories: ingredient
yield: 1 batch
1 c low-fat beef broth
1 c port or red wine
1 Tb red currant jelly
2 ts balsamic vinegar or to taste
3 oz unsalted butter, small cubes
Boil stock, wine and red currant jelly together
until mixture thickens and is reduced by one third.
Whisk in butter cubes a few at a time. Add balsamic.
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