Friday, February 24, 2012



Being a few feet away from Piazzolla as he was playing in Lisbon in November 1987 was an unforgettable experience. Right now, in this precise instant, Libertango is one of the tenuous, ember-like-glowing strands of my shambolically tangled feelings. Now is a moment to remember. I know that somewhere along the line I will want to look back to now with a cold and analytical mind.


Trulyfool said...


Your link came 'live' again, and I'm grateful for your being back.

Yo Yo's on a very recently-obtained CD in my car, he playing Bach.

(P.S. Absolutely love your photographs!)

Claudia said...

Thank you, Trulyfool. Your praise is always truly appreciated.

My sabbaticals from blogging are becoming more frequent and unpredictable. I think I'm too moody to blog with any of the consistency I see in other bloggers. But blogging doesn't really have to be straight-jacketed into the mainstream convention, does it?

Thanks for stopping by. I do promise to visit sometime!

Peter Olson said...

Piazzolla is of course tango and tango nueve, but so much more; I have heard some of his pieces played in "classical" concerts... It must have been something special to sit so near. It reminds me about an unforgettaable concert with Segovia. The concert hall was more than full and some of were invited to sit on the scene ... and I was may be 2 meters from him.