Catchy Khachaturian

Happy Friday, Revelers! We’re flashin’ back to a great post about Aram Khachaturian’s wild, whirling “Waltz” from his Masquerade Suite. For more classical revelry, follow us on Twitter @SibRev!

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These days, it is almost impossible to escape the vise-like grip of endless, pointless news about a certain person of Armenian descent whose last name begins with the letter K.  Just the thought of said person conjures bile in my throat and commands eye-rolling of the sort your mother warned you about.

Do you feel the same way, chèr reader?  Classical music has the balm your soul needs. Yes indeed, classical music has its very own Armenian (though Soviet-born, raised and devoted) whose last name begins with the letter K, and I daresay you will not lose precious brain cells by paying him mind.  I am pleased to make your acquaintance with Aram Khachaturian (1903-1978) and his catchy, whirling “Waltz“, which is the first movement from Masquerade Suite.  Khachaturian composed the Suite as incidental music for the play Masquerade, written by 18th-century Russian writer Mikhail Lermontov…

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Mad Men

Throwin’ it back today to the time when we revealed to the world that Richard Wagner liked to wear pink silk underwear. Read on to learn more about our favorite Mad Men! #tbt @SibRev

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In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.

Wait a minute…that sentence sounds awfully familiar. But I digress.

He said “Never judge a book by its cover”.  Ah, that most familiar of platitudes, that wolfish yet wise advice in fleecy sheep’s clothing.

Today I’m going to toy with that advice a bit and reveal why we Revelers shouldn’t judge composers by their lacy cravats, their square-toed, brass-buckled kicks, their prim tailored tweedy suits, their fits of tubercular coughing (okay, maybe not that).

Why? Because they were mad men all.  Here are some fascinating bits to absorb about composers you love.

Beethoven liked each cup of coffee he drank to be made with exactly 60 coffee beans. Today we affectionately call that “obsessive-compulsive disorder”.  Eins, zwei, drei, vier…

Éric Satie wrote three short piano pieces…

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To our cherished readers (and we use the word “readers” with great pretension, since in reality there is likely only one of you left, clutching our URL like one adrift at sea)…we’re back!  Apologies for the ridiculously long hiatus; however, for one of us it revolved around the arrival of the most revelrous baby boy, and for the other it revolved around being World’s Greatest Uncle to that baby boy.

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