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Angelo Ortiz’ Villancicos Espanoles!
December 9, 2008, 1:14 pm
Filed under: Tabloid

One reason, a valid one I am telling you, why I was not that into seeing the planetary conjunction, as they call it, involving planets Jupiter and Venus — lovers, as I see them, not taking into account mythology — was an article I read in Philippine Star’s Art and Culture Section entitled “A Piano Concert of Spanish Canticles.” A free concert — or entrada gratuita as the ticket indicates — by Angelo Ortiz, who, they say, was a world champion pianist. I was not interested on who was going to play the piano. I was overwhelmed with the fact that I have the opportunity of seeing a piano concert, that is, with a 44-member wind symphony orchestra singing through their instruments old Spanish Christmas Carols.

Nodame, a character played by Ueno Juri in the drama Nodame Cantabile, made me write “Watch an orchestra” alongside “Learn to play the piano” as my things to do before I leave Earth, my abode.

I was then texting Ana and Sam about it, putting a quintet of exclamations at the end of my every statement while Luna the moon conspired with Jupiter and Venus up in the sky. So there, forgive me Roman Zeus and Goddess of Love and Beauty, I need to please my ears first with the sound of ebonies and ivories.

Intimidated we were upon seeing those aficionados who would also see Ortiz perform.

Donde?! exclaimed the man next to me when I was claiming my one reserved ticket at the registration.

I went at the back — fearing the man would talk to me and soon learn of my bastardized Spanish — then came two well-dressed women, one of them tugging a Mango bag in her left arm. By then, I was just thinking of Chico and Delamar’s top ten, citing a gal who pronounces Mango in an “Indio” way. But I mean, I say that not to, what, disgrace them. I was just putting that thought in my head to get over my uneasiness with the crowd I was with at that time.

Ana and I — without Sam, too bad, she caught a fever — were taking photos of ourselves near the escalators for a few minutes — no, for half an hour before the program starts. We liked it there better compared to standing by Ortiz’s poster. We firmly believe, yes, that we are thinner when a shot was taken from there.

The concert is good. I just didn’t enjoy those parts with the tenors and soprano — the cantantes. I nearly slept with their Silent Night and Ave Maria. They’re good, but such renditions, for me, are lullabies. Ortiz is great with his piano. He is playful, swinging his shoulders side to side while his hands danced on the blacks and whites.

The orchestra conductor, I like, period.

Eimi was late. We weren’t able to bully her, as Kat instructed us to do. =) She was late and left the auditorium ahead of us reasoning out that they haven’t had dinner yet.

Ana and I

Ana and I

The Pianist

The Pianist

Banda 31 and Angelo on Piano

Banda 31 and Angelo on Piano


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