Step one was getting The Boy 8’s permission to leave him behind for the evening. He operates at a slightly higher mHz than The Boy 4 and knows it. He readily agreed to an appropriate alternative. Step two was to come to terms with the possibility of a bad experience and the ensuing potential for bail out.
To soften him up for the evening we began with his favorite eatery, the downtown Applebees. Don’t forget, because of food allergies the only thing on the menu he can have is the lemonade. Their drinking system was broken. They were only serving water. Nothing goes better with a tapioca flour bread and soy nut butter sandwich than water. Yummy. (I have serious questions about the sustainability of the downtown Applebees and we’re doing our best to be helpful.)
Next up were two art galleries. He lay on the benches and inspected the fire suppression, emergency lighting, and the track lighting systems.
Finally. Showtime. They began by announcing the video recording for the evening will be broadcast on South Dakota Public Television. They followed that by announcing their intent to make a national release out of the audio recording. Throw away the possibility of a mid-performance bail-out. Suddenly we’re the ones who let the four year old into the recording studio.
In spite of my certainty that this would be the performance he’d choose to fall out of his chair, I completely enjoyed it. The performance was excellent. She is, after all, a virtuoso. It caused me to heavily consider what might happen if I listened to less Taproot and more piano.
Halfway through the first set he showed clear signs of waning interest. At intermission we questioned him heavily on his desire to stay to the end. He insisted we stay. I think I heard him mumble something about not leaving before discovering which 5 of the 550 existing Scarlatti Sonatas this virtuoso would choose to perform for a South Dakota audience.
Franz Haydn – Sonata in E major, Hob. XVI:31Less dense more educated people than me might know that the ending Chopin piece contains a musical cliché related to death. It is part funeral procession and it was incredible to hear in its true context.
Franz Haydn – Sonata in B minor, Hob, XVI:32
Maurice Ravel – La Valse
Domenico Scarlatti – Five Selected Sonatas
Frederic Chopin – Sonata No. #3 in B minor, Op. 58
After the 105 minute show we were in the car on the way home. He suggested, since the performance will be aired on television the same day he becomes The Boy 5, that we include the broadcast as part of his party. I guess he liked it. That's a little bit frightening.
PS – I’m not giving up Taproot.