Kind Dog and I went to see the great musical genius of our time - Philip Glass. He is in Melbourne for a short season of Einstein on the Beach (we're going next weekend) but we were so lucky to get front row seats at a very small concert last night.
This piece - Mad Rush - was the first item of the evening and as always, it made me cry. So beautiful.
Glass' music is often the equivalent for me of standing in front of a Rothko painting - a completely overwhelming visceral experience.