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    The Team:The Composer
David Alan Earnest
Roger Logan
Gregory Short


Don Caron:
Home Der Korb The Basket Discography Ballet Classes




After breakfast I walked down to a little mall with Rich and Don. We are staying in a fairly rich part of town. The mall was only a year old and very nice. I bought a Musicus CD featuring Bartok recordings of folksongs. We also talked to the salesgirl about the bombings. She said if it entered Hungary she would probably go to Switzerland or New York where she had been before. We dropped some photos at the one hour developer and picked them up after we wondered around for awhile. Szidi rode a bus to the mall then called a cab to pick us up. We arrived at Matav about noon.

     After the session Szidi took us downtown to the main shopping square. We took a taxi. Szidi had earlier recommended a recording of the Bartok quartets by the Takacs quartet. We found a record store that had it in stock. (I am listening to it right now.) Don and I wanted to have an espresso sitting out by the street amongst all of the people walking around. So we did. Szidi joined us while Rich shopped a little. After that we headed for the restaurant. We took a subway. Very interesting. My first time on a subway. And in Budapest of all places. The restaurant featured a live gypsy band that had been playing there for years David informed us. It was very interesting playing. Lots of improvisation. Almost sounded like a Dixieland band with everyone playing interesting lines around a general tune and chord structure.

     Very loose sound, but still in time. Instrumentation was 3 violins, cymbalon, clarinet, bass, and a singer got up once in awhile. A lot of the vocal tunes started out slow and gradually, sectionally, accelerated to a big climax. They also did show tunes, etc. For dinner I had chicken with fruits and potatoes, and red wine of course. Very tasty!   

        After dinner we took another subway to David’s car. We drove over to David’s moms place to pick up our stuff. I went with Szidi up to his mom’s apartment. The apartment was very small and had a pungent food odor . I met David’s father too. Kativin gave me a couple of cassettes with recordings of her performance art. I have decided to put these on a CD as a gift for her. We then dropped Szidi off and went back to our apartment. David sure is treating us well with fine restaurants and transportation.  The end of another extraordinary day in Budapest.

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