The Music of the Spheres

It is Friday and Christopher and I are traveling up I-45 to Jones Hall for the Houston Symphony.  Although it is 6:30, it doesn’t feel like evening, and although it is May, it doesn’t feel like Houston.  It isn’t hot, it isn’t humid. The regulations of daylight savings time make evening feel like a lingering afternoon, and the chaos of cooler spring weather in Texas makes May feel like March.  We are going to hear Stravinsky and Mozart, but we listen to pop music on the way, until Christopher whips out the iPad and starts playing all of the James Bond themes that he has bought off the internet.  It is great music if you are planning on dressing up and having an adventure. Continue reading