...and this is how Philly celebrates its first world championship in 20 years?
But it was [Richard Goode's] incredibly clean and fast fluidity that moved the interpretation well beyond respectable into the rarer realms ruled by pure adrenaline.
Cough, cough. I think you mean dopamine, Pete, not adrenaline. A world run by pure adrenaline (AKA epinephrine) would be very unpleasant, because, you see, it is a hormone released from the adrenal glands when a person faces danger or an emergency. It makes you “hyper-aware” and ready to fight or flee. (On the other hand, seeing a bunch of frenetic septuagenarians ready to fight would be humorous, I think.)
More to the point, dopamine is a neurohormone secreted by the hypothalymus and is associated with rewarding pleasurable activities. It gets you high. I think that’s closer to what you mean, Pete.
Pie chart 1: "Where's our encore!"
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3/28/09
Phunny Philly Phrenetics?
Posted by Empiricus at 5:39 PM
Labels: Chopin, dopamine, epinephrine, JS Bach, Kimmel Center, Perelman Theater, Peter Dorbin, Philadelphia Inquirer, Philadephia Chamber Music Society, Richard Goode
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