Both in Santa Clara. Friday evening with B. to the Triton Museum for a small performance by the folk/early music band Brocelïande, whose concerts I keep missing due to conflicts. But this one was makeable, so we made it. The usual pleasant stuff, a couple of Alfonso's Cantigas and the like. Kris was showing off her new elf shoes: the toe is pointed, and curls up.
Saturday evening to the SCU campus for a concert at the Mission by the student orchestra. I was there for Dvorak's Eighth Symphony, a favorite played not as often as I'd like. The performance was frequently sketchy, with the flute giving up in the middle of one prominent and note-filled solo, but in only a couple of places did it lose the thread entirely. Beethoven's Violin Concerto (just the first movement, a limitation not revealed until the concert, but that's long enough) had a solidly adequate soloist in the form of the orchestra's usual concertmaster. And, new to me, Tan Dun's Symphonic Poem of 3 Notes turned out to be a hefty and intriguing piece.