

It is only 11 in the morning and already the second cup of coffee for me. I did not get a proper eight hours of sleep. Just arrived at home (the hangar) at midnight, and did not even bother to hit the shower. The reason for all of these..? Simple…but I need to tell you the background story.
I have been a long druggie of classical music. I am lucky enough to be able to enjoy this great art after being introduced by my (late) father in my early years. One time, during the examination entrance for Pelita Harapan High School (in which I fail on the latter stage of interview), they played some classical music in the background during the written exams and it was like vibe naturally inside me.
Last night, I was invited by a virtually unknown to her musical concert at Taipei Education University. I never go to a concert before (ever…!!). Even a common theater attendance is a rare thing for a suburban kid like me. Unlike most of all Jakarta kids, I spent my coming-of-age years on the lush green fields of Jakarta football pitch. After school, until before dinner, all me and my friends do are related or around the pitch. Back to the main storyline; the musical concert. Some college students played a single violin and piano concerto for about two hours late that night. They play, Sarasate: Introduction and Tarantella op.42, Mozart: Violin Concerto No.4 in D k.218, Mendelssohn: Violin Concerto in e op.64 mov III and Brahms: Sonata for Viola and Piano in E Flat op.120 Nr.2, in chronological order.
The morning started with heavy rain all over the city (and the Linkou of course), but that did not stop me to go to my first musical concert. At the place, not knowing anyone there and did not speak the language at all, with a weird sensation, I entered to the hall and did not regret any of it for the night. That night was one of the best two hours of my life.
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