Growing up, I learned my classical music from watching Tom and Jerry but also from my family’s vinyl disks played on a pick-up. That’s pretty much how I learned my rock music as well, but that’s another story. One of my favorite albums has always been Vivaldi’s Seasons. I always wanted to see them performed live, so when I saw the poster announcing a performance in Tyska Kyrkan by The Chamber Orchestra of the New Philiharmonia of Hamburg I said I mustn’t miss it. So that’s where I’ve been last evening. I think everybody knows the unmistakable sound of “The Spring” so probably most of you know what I am talking about. I often use “The Seasons” to study and I wrote a big part of my Master’s Thesis listening to them on repeat. What I mostly like about this music is that I can close my eyes and see the inspiration behind the music: the fresh Spring, the Summer storm, the brown leaves and, my favorite, the blizzard. Yes, my favorite season, Vivaldi-wise, is Winter. So yesterday, the first 40 minutes of the concert, were a journey back to my childhood, a dream come true, a display of some of the most beautiful music one can write, perform and listen to. For those who want to listen to this, please go here. And they’re also on Spotify.

And after the concert, as euphoric as I was, I decided to walk home, hopping to the music I was listening to, singing along and wearing a smile. Hope I didn’t freak anybody out, it was just me being happy and enjoying a beautiful Autumn evening in Stockholm.

And now it’s time to study, school has started, in case I omitted saying that already. But at least I am done with my thesis.