A have been very fortunate in life in that I have had the opportunity to enjoy much of the beauty in this world, having had a love for the Arts fostered in me from quite a young age, thanks to my parents and grandparents. One area of the Arts that I haven’t appreciated and thus haven’t attended as much has been the Symphony. It is for this reason that when the opportunity to attend the Brott 2011 Music Festival in Hamilton, Ontario presented itself, I jumped at it. It was time to discover what I’d been missing.
‘Missing’ is very much the right word, because I had no idea how intoxicatingly sensual and sexual the Symphony could be. Had I known, this would have been one of my Date Picks and I may have found two very different dates for the evening, although I must say their beautiful curves added to those of the Strings.
Now I can only imagine what must happen at Band Camp. Clearly my youth on the Sports Pitch was sorely misspent.
For more on the actual performance and less on my newly found hot flashes for men playing the Strings (hmmm … that probably means that they are exquisitely skilled with their hands too … and I haven’t even got to my new found fantasties for conductors … the poise … the passion), check out ‘Discovering Carmina Burana at the Brott 2011 Music Festival‘ on Roamancing.