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      <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jun 2021 13:06:15 -0700</pubDate>
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      <title>September</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;9/5 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Milwaukee Symphony &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This and that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this an d that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9/6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href=https://www.yanivdinur.com/blog/september&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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      <title>Beer, Cheese, and The Rite of Spring</title>
      <pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2015 21:00:00 -0700</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The waitress slid two glasses full of beer toward me. I hesitated for a moment. “Are these both for me?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Yes,” she smiled, exposing perfect white teeth. “We always serve our beers in pairs!” I kind of like this place already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few minutes later arrived the cook himself. A thin, tall guy, his bare arms covered with tattoos. He was carrying a plate with my order: a Reuben sandwich and cheese-covered fries on the side. Beer and cheese. Two main ingredients in the Milwaukee kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“This is the last meal that I cook for the day!” he announced, and then added: “I’m the skinniest cook you’ll ever meet!” He laughed and disappeared in the kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I finished a full glass of beer and had a few sips of the other. I am conducting the Milwaukee Symphony tomorrow morning, and I still have some work to do tonight. So I need to be careful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Outside the dark pub, the sun was still strong and the air was wet. An espresso wouldn’t hurt, I thought, and crossed the river to search for a café. I have been conducting orchestras for about 18 years now, and the nervous feeling I get before meeting a new orchestra has never failed me. I practically embrace it by now. Oh hello nerves, I almost thought you wouldn’t be showing up this time. Nice of you to join me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lorin Maazel told me once that conductors who get nervous are egocentric people, because they are focused on themselves instead of on the music.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the other hand, he also said that if something goes wrong, it’s the conductor’s fault. Great.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am trying to focus on the music.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Sacrificial Dance, which ends Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring, feels like you’re conducting against the orchestra. The meter keeps changing, but the timpani and bass play a steady pulse, like a threatening march that sounds as if it was written in a simple 2/4 time. Someone who watches from the side and doesn’t know the piece might think the conductor has gone...&lt;a href=https://www.yanivdinur.com/blog/beer-cheese-and-the-rite-of-spring&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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