This is a serious downer of a day. Due to my ridiculous work schedule and other evilnesses (which I won't go into right now) over the past several weeks, I neglected to respond in time to my final opportunity to challenge one of my unfair parking tickets, so now I owe $60 on a $35 ticket that should never have been issued in the first place. (I'll spare you all the details, but essentially "Parking Control Officer" J.T.—may he rot in hell—lied about the time he checked my car just so he could issue the ticket. This was the third citation using falsified information I received from J.T.) Tonight I must suck it up and write the check. I've lost the battle, been checkmated. I am deflated and disillusioned. Injustice has conquered righteousness, and I'm out 60 bucks. Fuck.
For some extra salt on the wound, I'm also out of Boodles. Double fuck. I ended up making a pleasant-enough tequini when I got home with some añejo tequila OMC picked up recently, but it really ain't the same.
And of course, more missed concerts. Del Sol doing Antheil (as sfmike pointed out; btw, tx for the email, M. L-). The Bolcom & Morris lecture/performance that Heather mentioned, which a bunch of friends went to but I missed out because of work. Dawn Upshaw and Richard Goode's joint recital. All on the calendar; all out the window. I did go with Mme D- to hear Chanticleer and Philharmonia Baroque doing 18th-century Spanish cathedral music, but I'm too tired to delve too deeply into it right now. I'll just say that I love the Chanticleer guys specifically for their extremely skilled unaccompanied ensemble singing, so a program that is built primarily around solo work with orchestra perhaps does not show them in the best light. (Baritone Mark Sullivan and soprano Dylan Hostetter deserve serious kudos though; beautiful singing, gents.) My apologies to Patty for not writing about the instrumentalists this time.
There's one bright spot in recent days, however: the Schubert String Quintet in C. I've listened to this Alban Berg Quartet recording with Heinrich Schiff a couple times a day for the better part of a week now. What an intense piece, and the ABQ give a dramatic, impassioned performance of it. I'm embarrassed to say I've never paid this quintet much mind before. But now that I have, I keep getting drawn back to it, each time discovering a new facet. It's like I've made a new friend.
OK, off to meet real-life friend Mme H- for some comfort food in the form of pupusas at Panchita's. I'm also embarrassed to say that I've walked past Panchita's probably thousands of times over the years, and have never paid it much mind before either. But now that I have, I've gone back a half-dozen times in just a couple of weeks! Mmmm.... pupusas.