Hard work.
Kurt and I attempted to see the entire piece last night at the Barbican. We managed the first half, which was 1.5 hours, and whilst being in awe of the complexity and the sheer effort being used to manually repeat the same chord for 45 minutes without a break by halftime, we could face no more and left early and went for a curry on Brick Lane. I feel less of a philistine to know now that it’s normally played out over 3 days.
I had a great time and also managed to fit in clearing the last things from our house before its sale and seeing Orient nail Port Vale 3:1 at Brisbane Road thanks to Karl. Shame about the Rugby and the F1.
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