December 13, 2013
A great evening. Snow expected, but not this night. Tomorrow, or perhaps the night after, the roads will be slick. But tonight, the roads are dry, though traffic is holiday heavy. As we drive into Boston, we can see the westbound Pike is bumper to bumper. Glad we aren’t going that way, we assure each other.
“We’ll have dinner after the concert,” I say. “Then when we are ready to come home, traffic will have cleared.
It’s an easy drive to Symphony Hall, but slow. Traffic gets heavier as we approach Boston. Owen is a patient traffic. Good thing, too. You need patience to drive in Boston any time of year, but near Christmas, you need saint-like patience. Still, it was easy enough. Take the Mass Pike all the way and get off at Prudential Center. Go straight ahead out of the Pru tunnel. About five minutes later, Symphony Hall comes up on your right. We always find a parking space in less than a block. Against all odds, but so far, every year a space has been awaiting us.
Note: The orchestral version of Sleigh Bells was written by Leroy Anderson (a Cambridge native who was Bandmaster at Harvard University) in July 1946 for the Boston Pops Orchestra. It was performed by them and became a huge hit. The song remains — to this day — the most performed holiday song (per ASCAP).
We had Asian cuisine after the concert. It was good and the prices were no worse than they are locally … much to our surprise and pleasure. And we were hungry! They put an orchid on the table with dinner. Nice, very nice. It was so perfect, I didn’t know it was a real flower.
Traffic was much lighter on the way home. Indeed, the westbound traffic was no problem, but the eastbound side was now bumper-to-bumper. We managed to avoid the worst of it in both directions. Yay us. Full of sushi, noodles and Christmas music, I stopped to take a few pictures on Uxbridge Commons. We may not be Boston, but it was a picture from a Christmas story.
Today we are off to our annual excursion to the Boston Pops for the Christmas Concert. So, since I won’t be here to do a lot of writing, here’s photographic trip down memory lane. A year ago, a world ago. Last winter, Symphony Hall, Boston, Massachusetts. With music!
December, 2012 – A magical night of music at the Boston Pops with the Berkshire Singers, the Pops Orchestra and Keith Lockhardt conducting. Old Symphony Hall is a star in its own right. Wonderful acoustics … great music … a happy night with the stars shining inside and out. And a very important guest on stage!
Not the oldest part of the city. That honor goes to Beacon Hill, but much of this area dates to the 1800s, some of it a bit earlier. A mix of commercial, cultural, and residential, it provides an interesting look at the architecture of the times.
The area is now known as “Symphony” since it is dominated by Symphony Hall. The Berkeley School of Music is here, music store, other smaller concert and performance venues. It’s very music-centric.
Music means something
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