goosebumps

thats the feeling Im getting everytime I listen to the famous ouverture dedicated to my namesake Julia/et. Of course I have seen the ballet before, it belongs to the classic ones, like the swan lake, that even non ballet frequenters happen to see. but I bumped into it again two weeks ago in Berlin. my cousin took me out (ad hoc) to perhaps the most amazing classical concert I was ever at. the season ending summerconcert, outside on a huge stage in the middle of the forrest, of the berlin philharmonic orchestra. theme: night of love.

The concert is arranged almost like a picnic. people bring food and drink. photo cameras, candles and sparkling candles (Wunderkerze). the atmosphere is summery, fun, casual and quite contrastive to the usual dry throught one gives to concerts. amazing setting for amazing music.

Most of all my favourite Tschaikowsky (spelling is german) piece, the 20 minute long ouverture preempting the condensed love tragedy of Romeo and his Juliet, was played right at the end, finishing a glorious programme of highlights such as dvorak, mussorsky etc. but topping them all.

I like classical music, especially for piano and usually the stuff for orchestra, and sometimes opera- but only live and with the acting. But this ouverture hit me like a steamboat. I was sitting there amazed, and am sitting there amazed right now while listening as I write. my heart and all of my inside feels like flying and jumping around, especially when the entire orchestra spirals up and up, crescendoing into the main theme.

so much better than most of the popular junk revolving around 5 notes and a repetitive pattern of 4 bars.