Happy New Year!
After years of thinking about it, I finally checked out Boston’s First Night festivities. What a fantastic array of arts and culture events to attend, all within walking distance of one another! Here are some notes:
The Post-Meridian Radio Players
The two radio dramas performed by this Somerville-based theatre
troupe were awesome! The acting was excellent and the technical
backup (a combination of live foley and pre-recorded effects) was
flawless. The first performance, “Countdown to Chaos!”
is a modern mash-up of 1930’s and 40’s science fiction.
The second, “Chicken Heart,” is an original 1937 NBC
radio program. Watching a radio show live on stage—complete
with fake commercials and campy humor—takes some adjustment,
but it’s a great time. Thanks to Rhode for suggesting
this one.
Light and Serious Music for Organ
This AGO-sponsored concert,
held at the Arlington Street Church, featured three performers at
the helm of a very nice Aeolian-Skinner pipe organ. The first
organist, Brink Bush, performed the most technically complex
pieces: Bach’s Prelude and Fugue in G Major and the powerful
finale from Widor’s Symphony No. 6. He
was followed by Fredrick Guzasky, who apparently teaches piano at
MIT. He provided the “light” part of the concert, which
included an arrangement of John Williams’s “Theme from
Jurassic Park.” Lois Toeppner concluded the show, and
although I didn’t like any of her pieces (Mendelssohn?) I
think I preferred her style of playing. Frankly I was expecting
some Virgil
Fox moments, and there were none. These players were subdued
but quite competent.
Black Taxi
We arrived at this concert about two minutes before its midnight
conclusion, so I can hardly say much about the band (the program
promised “woozy pictures of Kerouacian misadventures”).
But I liked the way they built a musical groove around the
countdown!
Other thoughts about First Night: the events run like clockwork, starting and ending almost exactly as promised. That’s pretty impressive. But our attempts to get drinks in between events were less successful. There are surprisingly few bars within walking distance of the events, and a good majority of them were charging astronomical covers ($25?!) or completely closed to the general public. If I do this again, I’m bringing a flask.

Happy New Year Scottoway!