I’d been having a stressful day, many deadlines all crunched together.
I went to the auditorium to catch the end of the afternoon rehearsal of From the Canyons to the Stars… before interviewing pianist Peter Henderson for the Saturday night KWMU live broadcast. The orchestra was Messiaen birdsonging along with plinks and plunks of piano and xylorimba. Images of the desert landscape appeared on the screen. Suddenly all the day-long tension released. Red rocks. Red moon. The strings played an ineluctable chord.