
This carriage road was laid out by Frederick Law Olmsted in the 1870s, and is now used heavily by runners, walkers, skiers and bicyclists. You don't see many of the latter this time of year--but there still are some hardy souls on bikes.
Mary Soderstrom's blog
It's always nice when people that you write about like what you write. I'm no musician, and one of the big unknowns about River Music was what musicians might think. In fact, I was so unsure that I went out of my way not to ask musicians I knew what their opinion was.
But to my great delight, the reaction of musicians has been spontaneous and very positive. Here are three:
From pianist Jana Stuart:
"Mary, I just finished River Music. I could not put it down. I related so much to the character of Gloria Murray and the plight of the young pianist. I loved it to pieces. "
From Madeleine Owen, lutist and artistic director, Ensemble La Cigale:
"Gloria, is tough and not always likable and yet, I had to recognize some of her difficult choices as merely typical of what a musician, especially a woman, has to do in order to succeed in the competitive world of music."
And Cléo Palacio-Quintin, flûtiste-compositrice says:
"River Music nous emporte dans le flot d'une vie musicale riche en émotions. Dans un rythme fluide, Mary Soderstrom transcrit avec finesse la passion intime d'une interprète pour sa musique...difficile de poser le livre avant la fin."
2 comments:
I think that winter biking is very big this year. I've been very conscious of it, both as a driver and as a pedestrian, because a lot of cyclists have trouble braking in bad weather, and we really have to watch out for them. This both cracks me up and drives me crazy, depending on my mood.
Tuesday morning--day of new snow on ice from the previous thaw--I warned a woman setting off with her 6 year old son, both helmetless, on her bike. "It's very slippery," I called out.
"Don't worry, Madame," she called back. "I know what I'm doing."
Sure hope so. At least I didn't see them splattered on the roadside between their house and the neighbhorhood schools, where I presume they were headed.
Some times people ride around in God's pocket, as my mother used to say. But sometimes they pay a Darwinian price for stupidity.
M
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