Details will be in the paper tomorrow, but the Buffalo Philharmonic Orchestra's performance at Carnegie Hall was magnificent. In Buffalo lingo we rocked the house! Buzz took the photo above as the orchestra was filing in. The excitement was tremendous.
At the end of Gliere's challenging Symphony No. 3, as everyone was standing and cheering, the woman in the seat behind Buzz tapped us on the shoulder.
"Excuse me," she said. "Do you know why was there so much clapping between movements of the symphony?"
Buzz, in our long red gown and green Spring For Music scarf, must have looked to her like the kind of person who could answer this question.
Our friend Lizzie, who was with us, says we should have answered by asking her, "Why were you talking through the whole thing?" Because this woman's friend was talking all night.
But Buzz was polite. We looked around at the sea of people, all applauding. We turned back to the woman.
"Because," we said, "there are a lot of people from Buffalo here, and a lot of them are new to classical music, and they're here to support the orchestra, and they don't know not to clap between movements, and they were carried away with the excitement of the music, so they clapped." We explained that we were from Buffalo.
She frowned. We leaned closer to her.
"Are you a New Yorker?" we asked gently.
She said she was.
"Did you come for the Gliere?" we asked.
"Did you like it?" we asked.
She nodded again. "Yes," she said.
And then she kind of smiled. We had achieved rapport.
"Thank you for coming," Buzz said. We smiled at each other.
Concert a success.