So we were all wandering home from the meditation center when we came across Philip Glass doing a piano concert at the Menil. They had commissioned one of his Etudes for their twenty-fifth anniversary. The hall was packed: maybe 700 people. They had constructed a tent with very nice blue lighting in these cubes inside. You have to realize that the Menil is two blocks round the corner from where I live, and having lived in Davis California for ten years I must say it's a welcome change to live in this funky bohemian place.
The music Glass was playing reminded me of why I like him. I haven't seen him in concert since 1996, when he was doing music to accompany a Cocteau film. It's the melancholia and the swirls of mathematical patterning. It evokes samsara (he is a good Buddhist).