Sunday, January 25, 2009

THE LAST MUSIC FESTIVAL AT TAABINGA

Like the last rose of summer
this astounding happening is about to fade
for lovers of fine music past and present
its musical bon mots and aural delicacies are overlaid ....
gems over the years from traditional music chamber music
to romantic music dramatic and beautiful
or humourous baroque to palm court supreme
glorious music by superb musicians in an atmosphere full
of music lovers and folk like ...  me
who couldn't fathom the sounds that first Taabinga year 
violins, sweet in the morning
voices, wonderful and pure to my neophyte ear

Unaware of the glory that was to be unleashed
I said to Pauline "there's something happening next door
a piano being walked over by virtuoso fingers
cellos and flutes and clarinets and more ...."
Curious, we went along to this first concert in the barn
to be transported to nirvana in the South Burnett
Mozart, Beethoven, Verdi, Dvorak, Telemann, Biber, Koehne
Gershwin and the Beatles ... new dimensions in a wider net
Interpreted by some of the country's finest musicians
singers and instrumentalists of international acclaim
in our backyard at Taabinga, plying their magic 
fine music has always been the festival's name

The finale has arrived as it inevitably must
'Don Giovanni' or 'Porgy and Bess' will be heard no more
time may dim the floating voices among the eucalypts
while memories evoke moments of an ongoing magical flow

1 comment:

BoguszBlog said...

Bernie, how sad to learn of the demise of the concerts at Taabinga. You've captured the essence of what it offered with some wonderful metaphors and memories to treasure. Well done.