The Daily Utah Chronicle – A Night Alone at the Utah Symphony
by Luke Jackson
By no stretch of the imagination would I call myself a connoisseur of the symphony. I’ve been a handful of times, mostly at the forceful hand of my sweet mother; but if they weren’t playing the orchestrated scores of Star Wars, Spiderman or Snoop Dogg, I was never really present.
This was my uncultured reality until the eve of Sept. 25. On that blessed and fortuned night I found myself sitting alone in the upper right tier of Abravanel Hall raring to take in the Utah Symphony’s Masterwork Series “Stravinsky & Rachmaninoff.”
I have long contemplated how to translate this benevolent soundscape of a night into words. My pondering has led me to realize that the only appropriate way to do so would be to briefly share the thoughts and feelings I experienced during each of the movements. The following words will be the experienced ones of an amateur symphony fan. May they be as kind to your eyes as the music was to my ears.