Minnegeddon Revisited…M4B*

Long ago, when I was a flute performance major at the UofM I said to a fellow classmate, Greg, “Some day there will be a Minnegeddon at Orchestra Hall.” I remember clearly saying that, but I don’t recall exactly why. By that time I had already come up against the dead-end that studying with their Principal Flute, Zeitlin, appeared to represent. He had, in fact, tried to convince me that I was ‘too old’ to play in an orchestra, so should become a university prof. But when I did that he went into a tizzy. “I can teach you everything you need to know!” he stuttered and spat at me. By that time I was thoroughly confused. And so, by the time I spoke to Greg it seemed logical to accept that there was probably some sort of conflict between me and the Minnesota Orchestra. Less logically, it seemed that Sid tried to blame me for the fact that the Orchestra had changed its name from the Minneapolis Symphony, which all the players seemed to prefer, to the wider-scoped MO.

Needless to say, I was, at that time blissfully naive. I had no real understanding of what I was involved with. It was just as well…

During the 2012 lockout of the MO players, the concept of Minnegeddon appeared to me again. This time, it took an interesting turn, for by now, the player I call “Monostatos” had insinuated themself into my family and then left, leaving upheaval everywhere. My days of having been enticed to practice on the stage at Orchestra Hall were over. But there was still this tangential connection. One of my family members had a connection to the MO through their work. In fact, at one point I wrote a letter to Mr. Vanska, describing my concerns. I asked this family member to help make sure this letter went directly to him. But they refused to lift a finger to help me, claiming, “I don’t want you to use my contacts.” Did the lockout of the MO players actually begin with the MO, in effect, locking me out? I began to wonder…

Then there was the Monday evening in October 2012 when hurricane Sandy abruptly changed course and headed for not only New York City, but my home town of Fairfield, Connecticut. I was in the indoor arena, taking a dressage lesson. I had climbed off of my horse, Miles, and was standing next to him, tightening his girth. I looked at my instructor, and said to her, “that’s odd. The only horse I was allowed to ride with any regularity when I was a child was named ‘Sandy’. Sandy was an albino Arab given to family friends who had a farm in Shelton, CT. He had blue eyes and pink skin. A pale horse indeed…

Was there some sort of connection between the weather and what I called ‘Minnegeddon’, I began to wonder? I had visited NYC and Connecticut recently for reunions. Odd. I recalled that I had also spent some time in San Francisco in 2011, near Nihonmachi, where I had once lived, and a few weeks later there was an earthquake that may have moved Japan 8 feet.

It was about that time that I began to ask a lot of questions. No, I can’t say I have any answers. But I thought I would share some of them with you. I believe there is a gift of the Holy Spirit in Mozart’s music, and also in die zauberflote. When Wolf was alive, it was also connected to him. I think there was a vortex of some sort around him. People could sense it. This caused the continual controversy around him. I think he was probably murdered in order to stop this energy from affecting those around him. What if this gift is also present in his music? What if, every time it is played, no matter by whom, that gift is shared? His music is played all around the world. What if it is affecting changes wherever it is played? What if it is even having an effect on the weather?

I think you get my drift. As an odd footnote, let me mention two more puzzling coincidences. The 2005 Hurricane Katrina devastated the New Orleans area. This area is significant to me because of its connection to the Garrison investigation and the assassination of JFK, which I also research. In fact, the evening before Katrina hit, my husband Donner and I were entertaining a venerable Warren Commission proponent in the research community, Prof. Ken Rahn. We had, in fact, earlier spent the day at the Minnesota State Fair, debating JFK issues. We had to agree-to-disagree on just about everything. It dawned on me that the nickname given to my daughter by her Dad was “Katrina, Katrina, ballerina.” Just this fall Hurricane Matthew devastated North Carolina. Oddly, a couple of weeks earlier I spent an afternoon at a Tomorrow’s World presentation with Rod McNair. They are based in Charlotte, NC. And oh, perhaps you can guess the name of my son-in-law?:-)

I know. Just odd coincidences. Nevertheless, perhaps all of us who are Believers can take a moment to humble ourselves before our Creator and ask for His guidance and wisdom for the times that may lie ahead…

*M4B=Mozart For Believers

P.S. Another odd coincidence — not long after I published this post a 7.4 earthquake hit in the same area of Japan as the one in 2011: http://www.reuters.com/article/us-japan-quake-idUSKBN13G2DC


Why die zauberflote? M4B* :-0

What is it about the sound of die zauberflote — the real magic flute about which the opera was written — that is special?  What makes it different? From my perspective I can tell you, first of all, that playing the flute is a humbling experience. I can wake up in the morning, set out what I want to accomplish, get my practice schedule in order and then, all of a sudden, everything turns upside down.  Every time I play things change.  I feel that I am in the center of a huge vortex that keeps swirling around.  Sometimes things get very scary, but they always manage to turn around and work for good.

As I have lived with this energy of die zauberflote all my life, so to speak, it has been difficult for me to step outside of the box and perceive what it is that seems to create such tumult and conflict about die zauberflote.  With my present understanding I can simply say that it seems that when I play die zauberflote it is as though Wolfgang Mozart is in the room.  There is an energy, a joy, a brilliance, an excitement, that seems to be unique.

I have never understood why the energy of die zauberflote seems to frighten some talented players, but it does.  Just the same, they are missing the point, as die zauberflote is a gift — a gift of gentleness, a gift of shalom.

die zauberflote is how I pray. Whenever I pick up the flute and consider a person or situation while playing, everything tends to turn upside down in their life and then work for good.  It always helps.

die zauberflote is also, I believe and have been told, a gift of the Holy Spirit.  It has those qualities, and can become, initially, a stumbling block to some.  But if they just maintain a gentle heart, everything works for good.  If not, it seems that whatever they wish for me becomes their fate.  This is very frightening to me.  I can say with sincerity that I am afraid that the aisles of Orchestra Hall are already filled with the corpses of those who have tried to block die zauberflote.  Why would I ever want there to be any more?  For this reason, I am sharing what I know…

So, if you could consider that die zauberflote represents the voice of Wolf, who was murdered, I believe, but not completely silenced, I think you will have the best orientation for experiencing it as, not a threat, but a profound gift. I’m not supposed to be here either.  I consider my own life a miracle as well…:-)

M4B=Mozart For Believers

“Locked-Out Mozart Holiday Concert”

mrmmilonmeWe are rolling out our “Locked-Out Mozart” concert tour with our Holiday Concert December 21, 2105 at 4 p.m. at the Mall of America Rotunda in Bloomington, MN.  Join us to listen to the unparalleled beauty of the sound of die zauberflote — the real magic flute.  It is because of die zauberflote that “Monostatos’ Orchestra” has locked us out — it may well be because of die zauberflote that Wolfgang Mozart was murdered.

My husband Donner and I have come through the trials and tribulations of what seems to be a vortex of time and space.  We have been slandered and ridiculed, and — oh yes! — locked out by some of the biggest names in the entertainment industry that you can imagine.  We are a bit tired and probably look a little worn at the edges, but we have survived, nonetheless, heartbreak and brutality not only from those whom we know casually, but from our own kin, our own flesh and blood.

We ask  not that you believe what we say, but that you listen and decide for yourselves what to think.  We ask that you listen with your ears and not, as the underworld of music seems to want you to, with your head.

We will be reaching out to people and organizations whom we believe may be able to help us with our subsequent “Locked-Out Mozart” concerts.  We are also looking for anyone who feels drawn to help us or work with us or even perform with us.  Of course, if you too happen to have been locked-out, that can only be a plus!

We also look forward to doing some “Locked-Out Mozart” runouts, so if you live away from the Twin Cities, don’t hesitate to ask us to come to you.  We extend to you the greatest blessings of this holiday season.

With our thanks,

Pamela and Donner Brown (and our wonderful horse Miles) 🙂


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