Outside in

I went to hear Pinchas Zukerman play Bruch tonight. A great piece that always makes me happy. But perhaps the more interesting thing tonight was what was happening across the street. It was opening night at the San Francisco Opera. I stood outside and watched the parade of poofy dresses, peacock colours and men in white gloves and monocles. Why do people dress so extravagantly for the opera?  Music and dress have no natural correlation. It must be society. It seems people can derive happiness through acknowledgement by 5 key sources
- from within
- from family
- from friends
- from those who you would like to be your friends/family
- from strangers

For me, I'd gladly sit alone, naked, in a concert hall