California dreamin’

It’s been a few days since we left California, but I’m still dreaming about the sun. Since my whole family is in the Bay Area, I was able to sneak off the day we arrived and have a nice visit with them before heading up to Sonoma State University, where we did three seminars and a masterclass with business, leadership, and music students as well as a performance of Hand Eye. A tip for those unfamiliar with the toll system: you can pay online for both past and future tolls (we crossed the Golden Gate Bridge), but you only have 40 hours after you cross to pay. And don’t try to be cute by borrowing someone’s Fastrak – it’s linked to the owner’s license plate and they will catch you.

The Green Music Center is a thing of beauty. Modeled on Tanglewood’s Ozawa Hall, it’s an embarrassment of blond beauty; almost everything is constructed of European steamed beech wood, and the back wall opens up to reveal lawn seating in the summer. The surroundings are lush and green everywhere you look, and I can’t help feeling jealous of the students. The only downfall was that all that greenery inspired an outbreak of hives on my arms and legs that flared up right before we walked on stage. Luckily, I find that if my mind is elsewhere, I can largely ignore the itching.

I still had a few welts left when we arrived in LA at the Ace Hotel, where we were staying and playing. It’s an unusual luxury to be staying in the same building as your venue. Where the Green Music Center is minimalist and monotoned, the Theatre at Ace Hotel is eclectic and astonishingly over-the-top ornate. Built in the 20’s by United Artists as a movie house, it changed hands several times, even serving as the broadcast home for a televangelist, before the Ace acquired it and restored it a few years ago. I grew up in West Los Angeles, and in those days, one didn’t venture into downtown LA during non-business hours. Now, it seems a dramatic transformation has taken place, with the arrival of the Ace Hotel, tons of swanky new residential buildings, and the true marker of gentrification, a Whole Foods.

Even though we had a grueling rehearsal schedule with Will the day of performance, we all made sure to get outside and enjoy the sun. The sun in LA is special. I notice it every time I go back. Sure, the perfect 80-degree weather helps, but there’s just something brighter and livelier about the sunlight there. Having spent so many years in northern latitudes and on the east coast, I now find it almost (pleasantly) blinding. It reminds me of my childhood, of lazy days spent at Santa Monica Pier and Venice Beach, of endless watermelon in the summer. Oh, how I took that all for granted…

We mingled at a pre-concert reception, where we were greeted by a lot of familiar faces. Several of our Lab people, alumni as well as faculty (last year’s composition faculty Ted Hearne, fellows Dan Caputo, Benjamin Mitchell, Kate Outerbridge, Jordan Curcuruto, and this year’s guest faculty and artists Ros Warby and Kristy Edmunds) and even a couple former interns and employees showed up to support us. It really makes us feel like we have extended family in Los Angeles. We’re really looking forward to being back in June 2019 for LA Phil’s Noon to Midnight series!

 

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