Saturday, September 11, 2010
Husband and I attended a local concert of voice and orchestra performing Haydn's Mass in Time of War, and then went out with a couple of friends for a vegetarian Asian pizza and a couple of international beers at the local Monks. We sat outside, discussed the music and Husband spoke of his memories of attending a performance of this piece with his father long ago. The music, the drinks and the conversation were all pleasant and cultural. Why does culture bring such solace to the soul?