A low murmur spread out over the crowd filing into the concert hall. An occasional loud voice turned heads and set tongues clucking. As the house lights dimmed, everyone found their seat and dutifully silenced cellphones, except for a few ill-mannered patrons who insisted on taking selfies for Facebook pages. The curtains parted and the … Continue reading And the band played on
Tomorrow night, I’m getting dressed up, and a friend and I are going on a Girls’ Night Out. We're attending a concert at the local community college. The last concert I attended was in 2014 when this same friend got me tickets to see Lady Smith Black Mambazo as a Christmas present. https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=413645775438150&set=a.139983796137684.27269.100003781930855&type=3&theater Before that, … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Music
“It is a violent, discordant assault on the ears!” James stomped around Wei’s apartment, his hands pressed firmly over his ears. His heavy footfalls made the vintage LP skip on Wei’s turntable. She put out both arms, grabbing him by the shoulders to stop his pacing. She wanted to put her hands around his neck, … Continue reading Vicious violin
“On with the dance! Let joy be unconfined.” ~ Lord Byron Feel the music, step Give way to the rhythm, sway Only hearts hear, spin * Photo taken at the Hangout Music Festival, Gulf Shores, AL, 2015.
They would congregate along the rim of the open-air theater in the city park at night. Before the sun dropped below the tall buildings, they would come in pairs, as small families or larger clans. Some slowly danced to silent music, others performed wild, acrobatic feats of wonder. Colorful, haphazard quilts were spread out in … Continue reading Discordant drums
“Do you hear that?” She tilted her head, trying to make out the sound. “Hear what?” He blew over the top of his coffee cup, trying to cool the scalding liquid. “It sounds like singing.” She swiveled in her chair, seeking out where the music was emanating. Annie and Pete sat outside their usual kaffeeklatsch sipping … Continue reading Sound rises
“It is perhaps a more fortunate destiny to have a taste for collecting shells than to be born a millionaire” ~ Robert Louis Stevenson I'm not a rich woman. I may never be in a position where I don't have to worry about finances. What I do have, is an appreciation for the priceless treasures … Continue reading Beyond riches