I remember this feeling… The morning after opening night of the MCCMF, my body still vibrates with motives of the previous night. In this case, Brahms’ opus 111 string quintet. The sixteenth note/quarter repeated rhythmic pattern seems to have infected every aspect of my being this early Sunday morning, and it love averything about it! Ah, here are previous memories! Opening night, 2014, will live forever in my memory…
