Not jazz, but worth a listen

Last night, I went to the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra's performance of Gustav Mahler's 6th Symphony. While not jazz, I feel I should post about this because it was an amazing musical experience in a local-music setting. There's another performance tonight at 8 p.m., and there are still some tickets left.

Here's my Tom Wolfe-ish reaction to last night's concert (there's another review here):

Leap to your feet! Eighty-three minutes is a long time to sit. But your feverish clapping has nothing to do with Finally standing up. Was it the ultimate, sucker-punch chord that did you in? A visceral reaction, pure enjoyment of pain and fear and hope wrapped in a theme alternating major minor then major again. Who's to say when you forgot the concert on a micro musical level — that conductor sure is working hard — and were instead taken aback, taken away by the constant tension and sheer weight of the music.

Expecting to emerge from the bomb shelter concert hall completely spent and exhausted from listening LISTENING to a symphony to find what? Cars in trees, trees in houses? The end of the world? Instead, only thunder in the distance and flashes of lightning impressively dulled by your memory of the concert.